"You did," Kate sighed.
This was what her mother warned her about many times. Ladies who were so silly to offer themselves too fast, and Mary didn't have anything to gain from Warren.
"He is my son, so he is very precious to me, but I would never tell any young lady to warm his bed when he has not spoken of love or marriage. Hasn't your mother thought you better? Or, is this not a talk we have in common homes?" Kate asked, uncertain of how the common folk did it.
Mary could only keep her head bowed. She was certain that Warren loved her.
Mary never heard Warren speak of meeting with other women or seen him with others.
Kate rubbed her temple. "So, your mother failed to offer you words of wisdom, and now I am left to witness your clumsiness. Is it not sense that you should have a man propose to you before you lie with him? Especially in your position?"
