““He'd reached the door, then stopped for a moment, looking back at Elinor, staring at her. "Master Francis..." Mrs. Clarke said in a warning tone. "I just wanted to take a last glance at her exquisite feet before you covered them up again. It might be a while before I see them again." "It will be never," Elinor said, crossing her arms over her chest. "Don't count on it, my pet. Whatever scurrilous lies Mrs. Clarke spreads about my so-called goodness, she'll have to admit that I always get what I want.””
