Anne shook her head. "It was the corset." With trembling hands, she brought her cup up to her mouth and took a sip. "He was angry because I had accepted the new one from you, rather than telling him I needed one..." Her shoulders shrunk. "He was in such a rage... I don't know how I can go home and face 'im. I ran away..." She bit her lip and folded her hands tighter around the cup.