Ethel Turner 
Family at Misrule [PDF ebook] 

Whilst the greatest effort has been made to ensure the quality of this text, due to the historical nature of this content, in some rare cases there may be minor issues with legibility. There was discord at Misrule.<br><br>Nell, in some mysterious way, had let down a muslin frock of last season till it reached her ankles.<br><br>And Meg was doing her best to put her foot down upon it.<br><br>In a metaphorical sense, of course. Meg Woolcot at twenty-one was far too lady-like to resort to a personal struggle with her young sister.<br><br>But her eyes were distressed.<br><br>You can’t say I don’t look nice, Nell said.<br><br>Why, even Martha said, ‘La, Miss Nell!’ and held her head on one side with a pleased look for two minutes.