She felt horrible. How could she not know what essential things were? She began to resent her upbringing more and more for making her helpless and alone when she should have been coming out to the world and possibly married with children on the way. "It won't bother me that they will get dirty," she said almost too quietly. She followed him back into the kitchen and saw him open the larder.

At the sight of food... ANY food... she began to salivate and her belly gave another rude growl as if to interject a point. She bit the inside of her cheek.