Since her return from their trip to Africa Temperance had felt a distinct lack of vim for the services given by Mr Dursley – though of course she took pains to keep this to herself. It wasn’t that the reverend had reduced the vigour of his sermons, indeed since the trip he had been especially evangelical about the dedication of his congregation, but somehow she felt as though there was something lacking in his words.

The feeling would pass. She was quite sure of it. She had simply been spoiled by the deep connection to the Lord working amongst the sick and hungry had given her – the poverty of others, whether it be bodily or spiritual, gave her a focus unlike anything she had ever known throughout her nursing career.

Service ended she was attempting a swift exit – dedicated as she was to keeping up appearances there was the beginnings of a headache forming behind her eyes and she was not in the mood for chatter – before, inevitably, she was approached. And by a girl she knew very little of, beyond her peculiar cheerfulness.

“Fine, thank you,” she replied a little tersely. “I always find it most enriching.” Her eyes drifted to the other woman's stomach and she felt a stab of relief - at least this was something she could talk about with some confidence. "Has the child quickened yet?"

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