I thought we were allowed to sit. I mean I thought it was the Shop Act or something that we had to have something to sit on.

Jenny laughed.

So they say, but it doesn’t work out that way. You won’t get sacked for sitting, but if you sit you’ll get the sack.

Lovely Beth Carson is just out of school and beginning her first job at Babbacombe’s department store. She is pure as the driven snow, and knows her place , but she can hardly be blamed for tripping over a charming young man’s dog, can she? And how could she help being trapped in an elevator with the same man a few days later, and giving him a piece of her mind before learning that he just happens to be David Babbacombe, the ne'er-do-well son of the store’s wealthy owner? How could she possibly have known that her careless words would inspire him to take a new lease on life? Along with vivid supporting characters, wholly believable family dynamics, and fascinating details about the inner workings of a department store, we get here a delightful frolic packed with humour, unlikely romance, and even a store detective.

Babbacombe’s, first published in 1941, is the sixth of twelve charming, page-turning romances published under the pseudonym Susan Scarlett by none other than beloved children’s author and novelist Noel Streatfeild. Out of print for decades, they were rediscovered by Greyladies Books in the early 2010s, and Dean Street Press and Furrowed Middlebrow are delighted now to make all twelve available to a wider audience.

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