“My aunt doesn’t like my going to business. I can have the best of everything at home. I don’t want you to think I work because I need to.” Philip knew that she was not speaking the truth. The gentility of her class made her use this pretence to avoid the stigma attached to earning her living.
“My family’s very well-connected,” she said.
Philip smiled faintly, and she noticed it.
“What are you laughing at?” she said quickly. “Don’t you believe I’m telling you the truth?”