Anne beamed at Mrs. Blacke's words. "Aye I hope father will let me keep some fer pocket money." Or rather to save up, to somehow help Alice, but she dared not bring that up again. "I told 'im, 'e's proud of me." She bit her lip. There was something that disturbed her, but she was afraid to tell father, for fear that he wouldn't allow her to take up the job. She was afraid to tell Mrs. Blacke too, but she also wanted to tell someone. "Apparently 'e's an Earl that I'm workin' for... An artist... But 'e's a bit odd."