— 16 March, 1890 —
Uncle Evander is upset. I think he's more upset with Uncle Alfred than me, but he's still upset. You see, I went with Uncle Alfred to the Sanditon today, and we rode a sailboat! (I know, it's strange and not like me at all, but I thought we had fun!) When we got home, Uncle Evander told me to go to my room, but I confess I stayed in the corridor long enough to hear them bicker. I am packing my things as we speak. I suppose he'll try to send me to Uncle Alfred's now.
I will update when I get settled, either in the orphanage or in Uncle Alfred's old boat.
— Miss Charity F. Lloyd —
— 17 March, 1890 —
I've just returned to breakfast. Uncle Evander did not send me away last night. I want to apologize, but he stared at the newspaper the whole time and I didn't want to interrupt his reading. I hope he isn't very angry at me. I've decided to write my apology in letter format.
— Miss Charity F. Lloyd —
