Penny Vincenzi, internationally bestselling author of No Angel, has dazzled readers with her intricately crafted novels for nearly twenty years. She unleashes her signature narrative prowess once more in A Question of Trust.
In 1950s London, Tom Knelston is charismatic and charming, with a passion for politics and reform. He is a man with ambition—and someone to watch. His wife Alice, a former nurse, shares his ideals. It seems they are the perfect match.
Then, out of the blue, Tom meets an old childhood acquaintance, the beautiful and unhappily married Diana Southcott, a fashion model. In many ways, she is everything Tom fights against, but she is also irresistible and so, flirting with danger, they embark on an affair that is potentially damaging to both. And when his child becomes ill, Tom is forced to make decisions about his principles, his career, his marriage, and, most of all, his love for his child.
A Question of Trust is a vintage Penny Vincenzi novel: rich characterization, life-changing decisions, love, desire, and conflict. “Seductively readable” (The Times), it is a luscious, page-turning read about a precarious situation—both utterly compelling and hugely rewarding.
By Penny Vincenzi
By Penny Vincenzi
Wicked Pleasures
An Outrageous Affair
Another Woman
Forbidden Places
The Dilemma
Windfall
Almost a Crime
No Angel
Something Dangerous
Into Temptation
A Perfect Heritage
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Contents
By Penny Vincenzi
Copyright
Dedication
Acknowledgments
Character List
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Chapter 19
Chapter 20
Chapter 21
Chapter 22
Chapter 23
Chapter 24
Chapter 25
Chapter 26
Chapter 27
Chapter 28
Chapter 29
Chapter 30
Chapter 31
Chapter 32
Chapter 33
Chapter 34
Chapter 35
Chapter 36
Chapter 37
Chapter 38
Chapter 39
Chapter 40
Chapter 41
Chapter 42
Chapter 43
Chapter 44
Chapter 45
Chapter 46
Chapter 47
Chapter 48
Chapter 49
Chapter 50
Chapter 51
Chapter 52
Chapter 53
Chapter 54
Chapter 55
Chapter 56
Chapter 57
Chapter 58
Chapter 59
Chapter 60
Chapter 61
Chapter 62
Chapter 63
Chapter 64
Chapter 65
Chapter 66
Chapter 67
Chapter 68
Epilogue
For the Magnificent Nine: William, Jemima, Ollie, Honor, Grace,
Ellie, Niamh, Samuel and Beth: my grandchildren.
Acknowledgments
Acknowledgments are really thank you letters – a record of extremely heartfelt gratitude to all the people who have helped to create a book, to give it interest and colour, and to make the characters creatures of substance, with ambitions and passions beyond the personal. And writing them is to travel through the book again, from beginning to end, and realise what a journey of discovery it has been.
In writing A Question of Trust, I have relied hugely on many people, kind, generous people, all hugely knowledgeable in their fields, who gave me their time and attention and I really do thank them from the bottom of my heart.
From the very outset, I was lucky enough to have a brilliant and fascinating ally in Barbara Hosking, former Whitehall ‘Spin Doctor’ with an encyclopaedic memory, an ongoing passion for politics and, as a very welcome bonus, a brisk sense of humour about the political scene. She worked for such mighty legends from the forties and fifties as Harold Wilson, Nye Bevan, and Barbara Castle and the hours I spent either with her or reading her emails were both awesome and immense fun. She was also very helpful in creating situations for me that my hero, Tom Knelston, might find himself in, thus extending the plot neatly more than once. I quite simply could not have written the book without her.
I was led to Barbara by the redoubtable Sue Stapely – no stranger to my acknowledgment pages! – who also contributed on the political front, having not only been a political candidate in the eighties, but Head of PR at the law society. She proved as always a rich source of knowledge on both political and legal procedures and on the divorce process in the fifties – astonishingly different from today.
And Lorraine Lindsay-Gale, County Councillor for many years, who gave me a nail-biting description of the tension of polling day – and The Count!
For information on the medical front, I was incredibly fortunate to find one Professor Harold Ellis, (still lecturing on anatomy as he marches briskly through his nineties – he says it keeps him young) who was actually working for the NHS on the day it was launched. His memories of that day and indeed those preceding it, and his life as a young surgeon, were totally fascinating.
I was introduced to him by another doctor, Anthony Rossi, retired consultant plastic surgeon and lifelong personal friend; he dredged his considerable memory and introduced me to a medical condition, absolutely crucial to the plot, of which I had never heard, patiently explaining it to me in all its complexity at least three times.
I met Dr Herbert Barrie, a paediatrician in the fifties, working at Great Ormond Street among other places and whose stories of caring for sick children then were both moving and fascinating. He has, very sadly, now died; but the morning I spent with him, hearing of his work and the passion he felt for it, is still a most vivid and happy memory.
Professor Ray Powles, the distinguished Head of Blood Oncology at the Cancer Centre London, gave me a most hilarious account of his days as a medical student in the fifties and a slightly more sober one of his early days as a doctor; I could have listened all day, and actually did for several hours.
I must also thank most profoundly Alexandra Annand, who hostessed a wonderful tea party for me and two ladies who had
trained at St Thomas’s Hospital from 1947 onwards. Their stories were absolutely riveting, right from their very first day, under the iron rule of Sister, (prayers in the ward at eight sharp, probationers having cleaned polished and ‘hot dusted’ first). Alexandra herself trained at Thomas’s in the sixties, rising in rank to Night Sister in the seventies. Her stories were equally fascinating; I might have to write another book, just to accommodate them! This one would have been much the poorer without her help.
Then huge thanks also to Walter Merricks CBE, former Chief Ombudsman, who was so helpful in giving me background into the life and training of a young solicitor taking his articles in those far-off days, as he lunched me most generously in the splendid Law Society building in Chancery Lane.
And many thanks to Sheila Sharp, old friend from the same girls’ grammar school as me in Totnes, South Devon, who provided invaluable background information on grammar school entry, in those far-off days.
Immense help on the military front; Christopher White-Thomson, another lifelong friend, recounted wonderfully vivid stories from his military family archives of the taking of Monte Casino, and the events surrounding it.
Two of the old soldiers I met wished to remain anonymous, but I am able to thank one beloved old friend, Neil Mills, who recounted in enormous detail and with great relish, tales of his war experiences in a series of torpedo boats in both the Atlantic and the Med, two of which he commanded. Neil has, very sadly, died now, and I miss him a lot; and deeply regret that he will never know of my gratitude for what was a crucial chapter in the book.
The stories from these men, boys really, straight from school, of the horrors they endured, and the courage that was called upon them to show, all recounted with cheery dismissiveness, were exceedingly humbling.
On the glamour front, as you might call it, fascinating stuff from Liz Smith, one of the great Fashion Editors of my own era, who had worked with some of the legendary photographers of an earlier age, as did my heroine; and from Felicity Green, OBE, Grande Dame of fashion and fashion journalism in newspapers from the fifties onwards, a true visionary and pioneer of some of the new trends in fashion photography and presentation.
Closer to home, and in the here and now, I have so much to be grateful for.
Especially at Headline, my publishers; I have a wise and wonderful editor, Imogen Taylor, patient and appreciative, who never seems to pressure or hurry me in any way, while somehow miraculously getting me to deliver copy when she wants it, and then to reassure me that it is not the load of rubbish I had convinced myself I’d produced. She is also given to sudden lightning flashes of inspiration herself which add to the story considerably. Truly an editorial magician.
Immense thanks to Jo Liddiard, Head of Marketing, who has picked up the book and run with it, ensuring its image is perfectly honed and recognised in all manner of brilliant ways; to Becky Bader, Sales Director, who has, quite simply, ensured A Question of Trust is to be found in every shopping outlet in the land and indeed in space, if you count the internet; and Georgina Moore, Communications Director, who has sprinkled news of the book like fairy dust, in her inimitable way, into just about every facet of the media it could possibly be.
If you can judge a book by its cover, then A Question of Trust is the most glamorous, dazzling and beautiful ever; huge gratitude to Yeti Lambregts who designed it. It has left everyone who has seen it gasping.
I don’t think we’d have seen the book on the shelves for many a long moon, and certainly well past its proper date, without the calm, tireless efficiency of Amy Perkins, Editorial Assistant, who has somehow managed to see the manuscript in its various stages is always on time, wherever it’s supposed to be, when it’s supposed to be there.
A thousand thanks to my brilliant agent, Clare Alexander, who, apart from the more obvious agent-y gifts which she possesses in spades, has a kind of eighth sense that has her ringing me when I am a despairing, limp heap, and leaves me feeling lit up, freshly inspired and like a million dollars.
And finally, my four lovely, lovely daughters, Polly, Sophie, Emily and Claudia, who even after all these years and all these books, know how much I need cossetting and encouraging from time to time and in spite of all the other calls on their time and attention, like husbands, children and careers, never ever fail me.
Character List
Tom Knelston, a young left-wing solicitor, with political ambitions
Jack Knelston, his father, the postman in West Hilton, a small Hampshire village where Tom has grown up
Mary Knelston, his mother
Colin and Arthur Knelston, his brothers
Jess Knelston, his eldest sister
lsobel Parsons, Tom’s godmother
Alan Parsons, her husband and heir to Parsons, a large department store in Hilchester, the nearby town
Miss Rivers, Tom’s teacher at primary school
Tristram Sherrin, history master at the grammar school
Angela Smithers, Tom’s first girlfriend, a salesgirl at Parsons
Pemberton & Marchant, firm of solicitors where Tom works as a trainee
Gordon Pemberton and Basil Marchant, the two partners there
Nigel Pemberton, Gordon’s son, also a trainee
Betty Foxton, secretary to the two partners
Mr Roberts, chairman of the Hilchester branch of the Labour Party
Ted Moore, Labour Party member and Tom’s champion there
Laura Leonard, a teacher and staunch member of the Labour Party
Edith, her mother
Babs, her sister
Brigadier Sir Gerald Southcott, local grandee, living at West Hilton Manor
Caroline, his wife
Diana, their beautiful, spoilt daughter
Michael, their elder son, a medical student
Richard, their younger son
Ned Welles, a fellow medical student and friend of Michael Southcott
Sir James Welles, his surgeon father, a consultant at St Peter’s, Ned’s first hospital
Sir Neil Lawson, chairman of the board of governors of St Luke’s, Ned’s second hospital
Sir Digby Harrington, on the board of governors of St Luke’s
Phillip Harrington, his son and a registrar
Jennifer, Ned’s secretary at his private practice
Persephone Welles, Ned’s beautiful mother who ran away with an artist when Ned was very young
George Tilbury, a boyfriend of Persephone’s
Susan Mills, a young patient of Ned’s
The Hon Johnathan Gunning, who Diana marries
Jamie, their son
Sir Hilary and Lady Vanessa Gunning, his parents
Piers and Timothy Gunning, Johnathan’s brothers
Catherine, a girlfriend of Johnathan’s
Sir Harold Morton, Diana’s obstetrician
Hugh Harding, her solicitor
Wendelien Bellinger, a socialite and Diana’s best friend
Ian Bellinger, her husband
Ludo Manners, good friend to Ned Welles and part of the Bellingers’ set
Cecily Manners, his wife
Betsey Southcott, married to Michael after the war, also one of the Bellingers’ set
Donald Herbert, a rich and successful businessman, and important power behind the throne of the Labour Party
Christine Herbert, his long-suffering wife
Robert Herbert, his brother, Islington solicitor, and Tom’s employer
Colin Davidson, Tom’s constituency agent
Alice Miller, a young nurse at St Thomas’ Hospital
Alec and Jean Miller, her parents
Philip Jordan, a doctor, her boyfriend
Kit, Lucy and Charlie, Alice and Tom’s children
Mrs Hartley, Tom and Alice’s kindly neighbour
Dr Redmond, their GP
Jillie Curtis, Alice’s best friend at boarding school, and a medical student
Geraldine and Peter Curtis, her rich and well connected left-wing parents
William Curtis, her uncle, a prominent obstetrician
Mrs Hemmings, cook and housekeeper to Jillie’s parents
Eleanor (Nell) Henderson, a young novelist
Julius Noble, her fiancé
Seth Gilbert, editor at Eleanor’s publishers
Patrick Brownlow, suitor of Jillie’s
Harry Campbell, the editor of the Daily News
Jarvis McIntyre, the proprietor
Clive Bedford, the political editor
Josh Curtis, his assistant and cousin of Jillie
Philippa Parry, the women’s editor
Blanche Ellis Brown, fashion editor of Style magazine
Esmé, Diana’s agent when she becomes a model
Freddie Bateman, an American photographer
Miss Dickens, the editor of American Fashion
Ottilie, her fashion editor
Leo Bennett, the diary editor of the Dispatch newspaper
His brother Marcus, a garden designer
Mark Drummond, proprietor of the Dispatch
Fiona Jenkins, a journalist on the Dispatch
Ricky Barnes, a keen young trainee reporter on the Daily Sketch newspaper
Christian Greenfell, a vicar
Chapter 1
1936
Tom Knelston was very fond of saying that the first time he met Diana Southcott he had been up to his waist in shit.
And it was literally true; he had indeed been standing waist deep in a blocked drain outside his parents’ cottage and she had come riding up the lane on the rather fine bay mare she had just acquired and was putting through her paces before taking her out next time she rode to hounds.
‘Oh,’ she said, pulling the mare up. ‘Hello. That looks fun.’
Tom had looked up, trying to muster a smile in response to what she undoubtedly thought was a joke, thinking at one and the same time how beautiful she was – and how enragingly pleased with herself – and said, ‘Yes, it is. Want to join me? I could do with some help.’
‘I’d love to, but unfortunately I’d be late for luncheon. Good luck with it, though.’ And she pressed her heels into the mare’s sides and trotted on up the lane.
Tom looked after her for a moment – at her gleaming dark hair tucked neatly under her riding hat, at her perfectly cut hacking jacket, at her long slender legs encased in cream jodhpurs which, despite being spattered with mud, looked somehow immaculate – and returned to the drain.