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The Cedar Cutter 9<br />
She patted the envelope tucked into the pocket of her skirt, relishing<br />
the reassuring crinkle of paper; a letter of introduction to the<br />
Reverend Benson, who would provide the key to the house. The<br />
owner, Mr Martin, had assured her there would be no problem,<br />
saying he was pleased the property could be used and the women in<br />
the town would more than welcome Roisin’s services. She couldn’t<br />
wait. This would mark the end to all of the uncertainty and the<br />
beginning of a lifelong dream. Every penny she’d saved, she’d<br />
gambled on this venture, and she had every intention of making<br />
it a success. The idea had grown from the moment Aunt Lil had<br />
told her half the businesses in Sydney were run by women, some<br />
of them even ex-convicts. That was when she began to think that<br />
perhaps her plan wasn’t as far-fetched as she’d originally believed.<br />
‘Come on.’ She smoothed Ruan’s tousled hair behind his ears<br />
and opened the door. At least she didn’t have the stigma of convict<br />
hanging over her head. She was as free as the day her mam had<br />
birthed her. If convict women could make a go of a business, then<br />
so could she.<br />
When they entered the front room of the inn the woman behind<br />
the bar tipped her head towards a small table tucked against the<br />
wall. ‘There’s room for you over there, lovey.’<br />
‘Thank you, Mrs …’<br />
‘Me name’s Maisie. And you’d be?’<br />
‘Roisin, Roisin Ogilvie.’ She swallowed, praying Ruan didn’t<br />
overhear her lie. ‘And my son, Ruan.’ He was too busy staring<br />
around the room, wide-eyed. Her stomach rumbled in anticipation<br />
when Maisie pushed two huge helpings of stew across the<br />
counter.<br />
‘And you take this.’ She leant across the bar and handed Ruan<br />
a basket full of sweet-smelling damper.<br />
Roisin glanced across at the rough-looking men sprawled in<br />
front of the smoking fire, hogging the best spot.