"Thank you," said Anne, and she added some milk and a spoon of sugar. She liked to have more in her tea, but she did not want to be greedy. Father never allowed more than one, though sometimes when he wasn't watching she added an extra spoon - and then didn't enjoy her tea, because she felt guilty. She picked up her cup and blew over it. Then she stared at her cup awkwardly. She wasn't good at making conversation and didn't know what to say.