Mrs. Sheridan hadn't considered Elliot's deeper thoughts. She clicked her tongue. "What's this, you're trying to keep a mistress in a golden cage?"
"This girl looks far too young. If you take her out, people will think she's your niece. Joanne is better; she's a match for you in every way."
Miss Sheridan was very fond of Joanne Donovan. After all, she had watched her grow up and knew her background inside and out.
If she married Elliot, this old woman could rest easy.
Of course, it wasn't that Georgia Thorne was a bad girl, just that she was too young. Standing next to her grandson, others would mistake them for an elder and a junior!
Mrs. Sheridan went on and on about Joanne Donovan's virtues. Even if she was a little older, at least Joanne had studied abroad.
Elliot's stance was firm. He pressed his lips together, remaining silent in the face of Mrs. Sheridan's words.
Miss Sheridan had no intention of leaving and decided to stay for dinner.
