“Elisa! Elisa! Dear! You are once again neglecting your duties of crochet work, heavens! Come down right now. You know what today is! The last day of the month, which means it should be the last day of your crochet.” Said Mrs. Partridge as her shrill, fussy voice rang out through the small house. No answer responded to small insecure Mrs. Partridge for Elisa had as always wandered off to some unknown “prettily gowned place” as Elisa would say if her mother demanded where she had been. Elisa was referencing to the out of doors England, Katterfield hill country where they lived not as far as five miles down from the bustling city life. Of course Mrs. Partridge new where her daughter ventured out almost every day and did not really …show more content…
Partridge the next morning when they were all joined at breakfast along with Jenny’s friend Robin Lennings. “No, Mrs. Partridge but I have caught my eye on a young gentleman just a year older than myself his name is Mr. Port”. “Oh my dear have you now, how very splendid!” she said clasping her hands in honor of the glad news. “Although I am less surprised than you may contemplate Robin, because a fresh face like yours could undoubtedly be attracted to by an inquisitive man. Am I not right”? she asked plainly. “Quite right, mother”. Jenny joined in teasingly but all to earnest as well. Elisa offered to the conversation what they all wondered and what Robin wished for some one of the Partridge family to ask. “Of the standards that you uphold is he handsome enough for your worth time or is it the character of which you speak so modestly about”. A contented sigh almost seemed to escape each person in the room. “I am to glad you asked Elisa, for it is all which I complement, the looks and accomplishments as well as his personality”. She replied with an air of certainty. And the conversation strolled on to other things in which to discuss that were either vital in the opinion of the person or just Katterfield gossip. But I will at least let you dip into one of their conversations, I must warn you though my father would not approve of eavesdropping. “We must all prepare for the upcoming local ball, dears”. Announced Mrs. Partridge “You are to go aren’t you Robin? I suspect your fine gentleman will attend as all of my family will, including my family from out of town.” “You know me well Mrs. Partridge I attend most local dances, I will indefinitely always place myself at which ever dance you wish me to be.” Replied Robin “You must forgive me Robin I am only an old maid with a dissipating memory, that I forgot how well you are of dancing.” Laughed Mrs. Partridge somewhat woefully,