That question provoked a short laugh from her, albeit a cheerless one. "There's not much a young lady on her own can do in a town like this." Or that a young lady could do at all. "I read. I take walks." She watched other ladies. She bullied the maid. She dressed in her brother's clothes when he wasn't home, for revenge. Nesah picked up her cup and gave him a sardonic smile. "A woman's life does not really begin until she's found a husband."