She paused and her eyes flickered over her niece unpleasantly.
“After all, we cannot pretend you are not a relation, even though it is nothing of which we can be proud!” she said spitefully. “But poor relations are expected to be humble and subservient, so you will make no effort to join in the conversation and you will certainly not speak unless you are spoken to.”
“I understand, Aunt Emily.”
Feeling she must not show that she minded such admonition, Azalea went quietly from the cabin to start unpacking for herself.
She had with her a much more varied wardrobe than she had ever owned before, since Violet and Daisy had been provided with what was a complete new trousseau.
Therefore, contrary to what had happened in the past, the clothes Azalea had received from them were in good condi
