“You might live here at Penbrook Park, and you might share lessons with my daughters, but you are nothing... and that is all you will ever be. Don’t you ever, ever make the mistake of thinking you are as good as the rest of us.”
″...he had to admit to himself that as time passed, his memories of that night grew less vivid, and he could no longer recall his mystery woman’s voice with perfect clarity. Besides, Sophie’s accent, while exceptionally refined for a housemaid, was not as uppercrust as hers had been.′
“You might live here at Penbrook Park, and you might share lessons with my daughters, but you are nothing... and that is all you will ever be. Don’t you ever, ever make the mistake of thinking you are as good as the rest of us.”
“You might live here at Penbrook Park, and you might share lessons with my daughters, but you are nothing... and that is all you will ever be. Don’t you ever, ever make the mistake of thinking you are as good as the rest of us.”