JANE IN SPACE
Miss Polly Connor
Chapter 14 – A Woman Out Of Her Time
“Not Edinburgh, not Glasgow, not any of the great London teaching hospitals…” Of course, she herself had been educated at home, like any female of gentle birth. A few additional music lessons, a governess or two… There was no need for more, not for daughters. Rector Austen had felt there was no need for more.
And this — this chit — smiled at her. Perhaps she meant no impudence, but still. “I believe that was true, at one time, Miss Austen,” she said. “But there are a lot of things that have changed, since your time.”
“My time?” It was aggravating to feel that there was some delicate social nicety, some wrinkle of meaning that was eluding her by means of its subtlety. She was always so good at puzzling out such subtleties, in social interplay and chatter. At least once they were dead and gone, the moment long past and the opportunity flown. “Pray — miss — what do you mean by that?”
“Well,” this young woman answered, a meditative expression on her face, “that’s what I’m here to explain to you.”
It was a grave breach of his duties as captain, and host to his guests aboard the ship, but Jon Honorbright was a busy man. At least, that was how he justified it to himself, when a week had gone by since the shuttle had set off on the first leg of their journey, from the terminus on the farthest outer moon of the last planet, and on a loop back to the first stop of the planetary system.