
“But far from any fine aristocratic heritage, it turned out my ancestor’s name had been Ramskill and he was a Pontefract miner,” she laughs. “I soon got over the disappointment of choking on my silver spoon, and with all the adaptability of the noble working class, I realised I had found something greater. I had stumbled on Eugene Aram.”
His story, which took place 300 years ago in Yorkshire, is one of murder, fraud, religious bigotry and incest, a gift for an author in search of a plot. “While researching Aram, I could almost hear the conspirators hatching their fraudulent plot in the alehouses and down the alleyways of 18th Century Knaresborough,” says Amanda. “What exactly did happen when a young shoemaker, and a historically ignored travelling Jewish servant-boy, simply vanished into a snowy northern night?”
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