"Father " she called out, looking back in horror to see the cart upturned, its wheels spinning, its goods disgorged across the street, and the horse lying in the mud, writhing in pain." Amidst the cobbled streets of Victorian London, the Levison family's humble haberdashery shop stands as a bastion of tradition, determined to withstand the relentless encroachment of a grand department store that looms nearby. As fate would have...