“You"re not upset, are you, Mrs. Bennett?” Katerina asked as she settled onto the bench of the harpsichord in the Bennetts" music room. This room is my favorite in the house, the one where I feel most comfortable.
This room is my favorite in the house, the one where I feel most comfortable.“Upset, Katerina?” her mother-in-law replied, sinking onto the settee. “About what? And please do not call me Mrs. Bennett. It"s your name too now, my dear. I"m either Julia or Mother to you.”
“Mother, then,” she said, pleased by the smile her words elicited. “About Christopher and me getting married without consulting you.”
“Oh, no!” Julia cried, gesturing with her teacup and sloshing a little tea onto her dress. “I"m upset you had a… crisis. I was afraid something like this might happen. I hate how
