Even Jeanie found the woman’s remarks to be amiss, so she commented blindly, “Ah... Children have their own opinions these days. The times are different now. There’s nothing we as elders can do but put up with it. Now, Mrs. Griffith, try some of these prawns. Elise made them herself. They’re quite good!”
With that, Jeanie placed a prawn on Madeline’s plate using her own fork.
Eyeing the fork that had previously been in Jeanie’s mouth with distaste, Madeline frowned and shoved the plate away.
This is what the lower classes are like, even with so many people crammed around a tiny, rickety dining table for dinner, they fail to consider the virtues of a serving utensil.
Naturally, everyone at the dining table took Madeline’s naked disdain to heart. Even the usually good-tempered Jeanie couldn’t help showing a sliver of unhappiness.
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