Ellie shot Anne a look, both eyebrows raised. The Ward family had no right to stand on high horses. At least the Russell's only notoriety was that their baked goods were so delicious, they were probably sinful. Father Kemble had said so. Every family had a black ram. But Ellie liked Anne, so but said nothing about it.

"Still, the uniform's a little rough." Ellie responded, wriggling a little.