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||Whitlands Publishing Ltd.
||Nov 1 2002
Canadian author J. Robert Whittle's 4th published novel and 3rd book (of 4) in popular "Lizzie Series".
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The Lizzie Series
Lizzie Short, as the head of the TLS Company with its growing empire in London's dockland area in 1808, is quick to recognize the advantages of the new Industrial Age. Thus, she begins to utilize this new technology to further her business achievements.
Jealous competitors, however, refuse to accept this beautiful young woman as their rival and begin to stir up trouble for her. A new dimension is brought into the busy lives of Lizzie and Quon as they press to champion the downtrodden. The poignant return of the angels (from Book 2) becomes a catalyst which puts both Lizzie and Quon in desperate danger.
As our young entrepreneurs get older, their hitorical adventures certainly get more exciting and dangerous ... and J. Robert Whittle's writing only gets better!
Creeping slowly forward, their thoughts of surprising the men were quickly dispelled when the booming voice of One-Eyed Jack rang over the quay.
“Visitors comin aboard, Captain!”
Looking up, Lizzie saw Jack waving from the upper deck.
“Come aboard, lass,” Davis growled from the rail, pulling his hat down further to shade his eyes against the rising sun.
At the top of the gangway Lizzie stopped. “Are you working today, Charley?
“No lass, just talking. An idea I have … I wanted to talk to a man of the sea about it.”
Lizzie’s brow wrinkled from squinting, as she often did when thinking. “Is it to do with us … and ships?” she asked, abruptly.
Captain Davis’ booming laughter interrupted them. “May as well tell her, lad. She won’t stop ‘till she knows!”
Charley rolled his eyes. “Well, a week ago a ship came in loaded with grain from Hull. The captain informed me that grain in the area was very cheap as all the local markets were swamped with it; exporting by sea was out of the question as the cost of bagging and loading made the process too slow and expensive.” He stopped, watching their reaction.
“Is it the right stuff for making whisky?” she asked.
“Yes …,” said Charley, scratching his head, wondering if she had heard a word he said. “But the labour costs are too high,” he repeated.
Quon’s hands went wild. Lizzie nodded and grinned.
“Well, what did he say?” asked the engineer.
“Oh, he just answered yer question for ya,” she giggled coyly, dropping back into the rough street talk of her youth. “He reckons yer the engineer, Mister Mason … and if yer any good at what ya do, yer’ll solve it yerself!”
Captain Davis burst out laughing and Charley threw one of his walking sticks at Quon who caught it deftly and handed it back.
Lizzie jumped to her feet and strode toward the gangway with Quon right behind. Over her shoulder, she threw a challenge to Charley. “Better solve it, lad. It’s business we need so don’t take too long!”
The words had no sooner left her lips when a loud bang rent the air followed by the sound of hissing steam. The alarmed shouts from the nearby Kings Dock drew their attention to a plume of smoke rising into the still morning air.
Lizzie and Quon moved along the dock joining the group of onlookers. Some minutes later, another loud boom reverberated against the buildings, this time like an explosion. A shout from behind alerted them to the arrival of Charley and his boys as they pushed their way through the crowd.
“What happened?” asked Charley, from atop his cart as Captain Davis pushed past them.
Lizzie and Quon climbed up behind Charley to get a better view. When the disinterested crowd began to move away, they could see Davis conversing with another man. He beckoned them to come closer. Warily, the Grim boys edged the cart past the last of the onlookers coming to a halt beside the captain and a man they recognized only slightly.
“Bloody hell! It’s a steam engine!” exclaimed Charley, impatiently banging his stick on the side of his cart.
The Grims rushed to his side
and lifted him down. As soon as his feet touched the ground, he could hardly contain himself and quickly wobbled over to examine the equipment. Charley’s fingers gently caressed the now-useless engine.
Lizzie and Quon, remaining in the background, looked at each other and raised their eyebrows. Davis and the stranger watched in fascination. Finally, the captain interrupted the engineer’s thoughts.
“Charley, I want you to meet Clem Radcliff, the owner of this ill-fated machine.”
Turning remarkably quickly for a man on sticks, Charley threw a beaming smile at the crestfallen owner. Glancing over at the young partners, he winked, then stuck out his hand.
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Reader Reviews for "Streets of Hope"
|Reviewed by susan donavon
|I LOVE IT , I WOULD LIKE TO KNOW , HOW MANY BOOKS DOES THE AUTHOR HAVE ON LIZZIE AND QUON SO FAR. I WOULD LOVE TO READ THE EXCERPTS FROM THE FIRST BOOK.
|Reviewed by Tara Poilievre
|Streets of Hope is the third book in Mr. Whittle's Lizzie Series and is just as exciting and fun to read as his other novels. Mr. Whittle writes in a way that really pulls the reader into the story and you feel like you're another one of the characters. It's like having to say goodbye to relatives at the end of each story.|