CHAPTER FOUR What Are You Good For?
CHAPTER FOUR What Are You Good For?
"Hi there!" Annie said cheerfully.
Augusta's mother did not reply. She was staring at Jack's bare feet.
Her expression made him sink down in his chair.
"Do not blame Eliza or me, Mother," said Gertrude. "These are Augusta's friends, not ours."
"I took pity on them, Mother," said Augusta. "They were wet and miserable."
Her mother finally smiled. "Yes, daughter, I imagine they were.
It's very nice to have pity for the
