Mr Ross was proving to be quite infuriating, he liked to presume far too much about her, and what did he find so funny!? Honestly she didn't mind the topic of discussion, though Anna did find his manner extremely... Crass.
"Very well Mr. Ross, if you are going to insist on being an uncouth, cloddish, and shabby driver, that is your business. However if you intend to assert any more presumptions about me, I won't hesitate to box your ears for the offense." Her voice was cool and matter-of-fact leaving little question of her tolerance for such things.
Make a show of going to worship? What was he on about? What kind of man had they sent to fetch her? Hopefully he was close to the worst the town of Silver creek had to offer, or else Anna was beginning to think she would be in over her head.
The news of a Madame was unsurprising to Anna, though she had never had any experience with their like, her mother had told some stories of the enterprising and hardy women in that line of work. The man had seemed embarrassed bringing it up; there was small pleasure in that.
"Well at least there are a few people of substance to meet in Silvercreek." She replied pointedly, her brown eyes heated before turning back to look forward down the road.
"I don't have anything to prove to you Mr Ross, I have handled children in the past. I don't think I would have anything to gain from your undoubtedly large wealth of knowledge on the subject. However perhaps if the children are in need of their spirts being lifted, you could stop by and tell them the jokes you have been chuckling at?"
Anna's tone carried a bit more edge than she would normally have allowed, however Mr Ross had done quite a good job of being a bee in her bonnet, and if the man wanted her to be more open with her displeasure she would gladly oblige.
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