Charley flashed the man a fierce look, wishing she could silence him with that alone. If only looks could really kill, now that was magic that Hogwarts should have taught her. She could make enough use of it, even the threat would be enough to get more for herself than anyone was willing to offer. No urchin should ever have to put up with such stingy, fork-tongued men, and it didn't matter who owned the cabin anyway.
"Oh don't be foolish, I can speak as fancy as I please." The urchin's casual demeanor vanished along with her coarse patois, placing delicate fingers to her breast like a some flustered lady of real class. Her eyes looked past him, she was on the stage again, with a mocking performance for the audience and not him. "Does this dust enough of your feathers, or must I deliver you words as colorful as freshly-plucked flowers?"
She could imagine that the crowd had laughed then, bawdy and raucous like in her childhood. Charley didn't react, she didn't move until the scene, whatever it was here, had ended. Not until the curtains closed or the lights dimmed, or a new player had come on stage to draw the attention from her. Nothing like that took would place inside the empty cabin, of course. The urchin was alone here, no audience, no stage, and no help from its only other occupant, who would rather make fun of her than act like his genteel costume would suppose.
All she offered to the rest of his goading questions was a sniff, looking pointedly away from the unhelpful cad. Charley stalked to a window, rubbing at its musty surface and managing to clear just enough to see that it was dirty on the other side as well. That earned another huff, louder this time, just so the man could really hear how terrible the upkeep was of his Norfolk refuge.
"Reckon there's summat out there worth more than yer doin' in here?" The urchin was sick of being cooped up inside, and made her way toward what seemed to be a door. Provided it worked any better than the rest of the cabin's implements. She reached for the handle, ready for it to break off in her hand or something equally horrible. That seemed to be the manner of anything in this place, her own foul mood included by this point. "I en't stayin' nohow."
"Oh don't be foolish, I can speak as fancy as I please." The urchin's casual demeanor vanished along with her coarse patois, placing delicate fingers to her breast like a some flustered lady of real class. Her eyes looked past him, she was on the stage again, with a mocking performance for the audience and not him. "Does this dust enough of your feathers, or must I deliver you words as colorful as freshly-plucked flowers?"
She could imagine that the crowd had laughed then, bawdy and raucous like in her childhood. Charley didn't react, she didn't move until the scene, whatever it was here, had ended. Not until the curtains closed or the lights dimmed, or a new player had come on stage to draw the attention from her. Nothing like that took would place inside the empty cabin, of course. The urchin was alone here, no audience, no stage, and no help from its only other occupant, who would rather make fun of her than act like his genteel costume would suppose.
All she offered to the rest of his goading questions was a sniff, looking pointedly away from the unhelpful cad. Charley stalked to a window, rubbing at its musty surface and managing to clear just enough to see that it was dirty on the other side as well. That earned another huff, louder this time, just so the man could really hear how terrible the upkeep was of his Norfolk refuge.
"Reckon there's summat out there worth more than yer doin' in here?" The urchin was sick of being cooped up inside, and made her way toward what seemed to be a door. Provided it worked any better than the rest of the cabin's implements. She reached for the handle, ready for it to break off in her hand or something equally horrible. That seemed to be the manner of anything in this place, her own foul mood included by this point. "I en't stayin' nohow."
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