Chapter10

#Chapter10

The Art of Dancing

Maria was playing the piano as I danced with Captain Carter. Apparently, that was what Aunt Brank's perception of having fun. Though I would prefer to be the one playing the piano. Not because I don't want to dance with Captain Carter, but because I don't want to dance at all. I'm not in the mood. It was raining outside, and it was cold. I feel like sleeping all day. And Mr Ambrose's presence didn't help at all. He just sat there as he looked at Captain Carter and I.

Gertrude and Anna tried dancing with him, but every time Gertrude speaks, he just drinks on the glass in his hand and act like he didn't hear her. Eventually, Gertrude gave up. However, Anna doesn't seem to know when to give up. She kept pestering him, asking him questions that was left unanswered. As much as I don't like her, I felt bad. I don't think my dear employer shares the same thought as he continued to ignore her.