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Chapter One ~ 1869-3
“Is it – very bad?” Bettina questioned. “Terrible! And I am appalled, yes appalled, Miss Charlwood, at the indifference and lack of interest amongst those who should be gravely troubled by the terrible problems that one can see in every major City in Britain.” There was a note of unmistakable sincerity in his voice and Bettina said after a moment, “I feel that you want to try to help the poor.” “I do indeed, but it is not easy. I assure you, Miss Charlwood, one is up against not only apathy but sheer selfish ignorance on the part of those whose duty it is to know better.” “The poor are lucky to have you as their champion,” Bettina said with a little smile. “One day I would like to show you what I am trying to do to help the less fortunate members of the community,” Lord Eustace said.
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