His wife was kinder. She introduced herself as Elvira Armstrong and her husband as Joseph. She said it was nice to meet Rachel, and she seemed to mean it. She also suggested that Rachel and her daughter could sit in her sewing room at the back of the shop so as to be out of everyone’s way. “You must have so much to catch up on,” she said. “Although Eliza doesn’t speak,” said her husband. “Perhaps you already know that.”
Omg, I wish HE was a mute
