Chapter Twenty-Five
“I’ve explained this to you, Mother. She’s not from the right sort of family.” Joshua did his best to hold back the sigh of exasperation that wanted to escape.
“Family shamily. She’s perfect for you! She’s sweet and intelligent. She’s very pretty.”
“Yes, I am very well aware of all of that. Thank you.”
“And she’s quite taken with you. She could hardly keep her eyes off of you when you were dancing with that trained dog.”
“Dancing with what?” he asked, turning on her. He couldn’t believe his mother would say such a horrid thing about Miss Hanslow!
“I do beg your pardon. Miss Sherman pointed out that Miss Hanslow was just the sort of girl you should marry because she’s so well trained,” his mother explained. “She meant the girl was trained in music, art, and hostess
