Jane evaluated Charlotte's question, trying to determine if she was wanting something to use against Francis or to help her. Given her exchange with Francis, and the comfort she gave Francis when Francis thought Charlotte was going to be sent back, she determined Charlotte was genuinely concerned for Francis.

Jane picked up a large book, held it out just far enough to make Charlotte stand to accept it, and told her, "Balance this book on your head and walk around the perimeter of the room while I tell you her story. This is something I have all my girls do first thing when they come into the Study. Every time they come into the Study. Five circuits of the room. And it's something you're to do as well, if we're to keep up appearances." Charlotte accepted the heavy book from Jane, placed it on her head, adjusted it until it was balanced, and began walking around the room. She had made it to the Study doors when Jane said, "Oh, and Charlotte. If the book falls, you start over in your count." When Charlotte was back where she started, Jane began Francis' story.

"Charlotte, Francis wasn't always a problem child, far from it. From everything that could be gathered, he was a happy young man, never causing his parents any problems. Oh, he got into mischief, but nothing that involved the law. But that all changed when his parents were murdered during a botched mugging."

"According to the police reports, what they pieced together, and a grainy video from a store across the street, his parents had just come out of a restaurant and were walking to their car, when a man stepped out of the shadows and put a gun in his father's face, demanding money. His father acted as though he was reaching for his wallet when he acted, grabbing the gun and trying to take it away from the mugger. They fought and at one point, the gun discharged, hitting Frank's father in the chest, killing him instantly."

"Careful there, Charlotte. You almost caused the book to fall. Take smaller steps. That's it, nice and steady."

"Well, you can imagine his mother's reaction when she heard the gun discharge and watched her husband fall to the ground. She started screaming, and kept screaming until the mugger shot her in the head, before running off. It took the police a while to track down a relative living close by, who could take Frank in until it was decided where he would be living. But when the police arrived at Frank's home with the relative, Frank realized something happened to his parents and completely broke down. It took several minutes before he was calm enough for the police officer and Frank's relative to explain everything to Frank, which caused him to go into shock. He had to be rushed to the hospital for treatment, and they kept him several days to make sure he was going to be all right. During that time it was decided by the CPS that Frank would stay with the relative who was with the policewoman the night they told Frank about the death of his parents. That relative happened to be his dad's sister, Penny Willows, one of Frank's Aunts. The Willows had two children, a bit younger than Frank, but according to the report from CPS, the kids got along well with Frank. Two years into Frank's stay with the Willows family, it was discovered during a routine doctor's visit that Penny had stage two cancer. And was going to need surgery and chemo. When CPS learned of this they decided that Frank's Uncle couldn't take care of his two children and Frank, and at the same time, be there for his wife. CPS contacted another Aunt, another of his dad's sister, who agreed to take Frank in. And if the report is correct, she did so reluctantly."

Frank had been happy living with the Willows, but started having problems with his second Aunt, Agnes Billard, and her family. Where the Willows had been fair in their treatment of Frank, the Billard's were much stricter. It seemed every time Frank turned around, he was breaking one of their rules. He got fed up with always being told what to do, and the families holier than thou attitudes, that he ran away. And somehow made it back to the Willows, who had to call the CPS and let them know Frank was okay. Frank's dad had a brother who wasn't married, but CPS automatically crossed him off the list of family who could care for Frank. His mother had three sisters and two brothers, so the CPS contacted the closet sister and again, she agreed to take Frank in. It was three weeks after Frank was with the Pauls, that it came to light their older son had been physically abusing Frank. Beating Frank up to get the allowance the Pauls gave Frank each week. They only learned of this after Frank ran away again, and again, somehow made it back to the Willows. CPS tried two more family members on his mother's side, and for one reason or another, he'd run away and, somehow, make it back to the Willows. The Willows, seeing that Frank always came back to them, tried to convince the CPS to let them care for Frank. But the CPS said no, even though Penny had recovered from her cancer. The CPS felt, because Frank had run away too many times, that he needed to be sent to a place where he could mature and learn to accept things he may not like. So Judge Ruth sent him to me. And so far, he hasn't liked presenting as a girl, but he is accepting it nonetheless. And he's doing well in his studies, much better than his school records showed."

"Okay, Charlotte, you may stop walking the room. Put the book on the second shelf, in the empty slot, next to the Study doors. Then come and sit down, I received information about the boy who's arriving on Monday. And remember Charlotte. When you come into the Study, you'll take that book, balance it on your head and walk five times around the room without letting the book fall. And if it falls, your count starts over."

Charlotte didn't say anything as she walked over to the book shelves and placed the heavy book in the empty slot Jane indicated, before going over to her desk and sitting in the straight backed chair. Jane had watched as Charlotte replaced the book then walked over and sat down in that hated chair, sweeping the back of her dress forward and keeping her knees together. Jane also noticed her hands were laying in her lap, almost an exact duplicate picture of Charlotte when she was standing. If Jane had to guess, this was another 'ready' position when a person was sitting in a chair.

"The boy's name who lied about you, Charlotte, is Toby Camber. And it seems, based on the report from Judge Ruth, he's had a difficult life. When he was required to change into jail clothing, the guards saw his body was covered with scars, welts, and bruises. They also noticed burn marks, which appeared to be cigarette burns. The guards notified the medical people, who notified the Judge, who notified CPS, but Toby wouldn't say how he got the scars, burns, or bruises. And besides getting your name cleared, Charlotte, we have to discover the reason behind all the marks on that boy's body. He's fourteen, your age Charlotte, he's cocky, and arrogant, though I suspect that is only for show. That he's actually scared out of his mind, but because of what, is the question. Something else we must learn, Charlotte. Oh, look at the time. It's near supper. I'm going to take you to the kitchen and help Marie prepare supper. She'll explain everything she'll want you to do. She'll also show you how we set our table. Now, when I open the Study door, we put our 'game' faces on. I'm going to admonish you for disobeying me and acting like a petulant child, so Francis will understand you've been in the Study being punished. I want you to act as though you've been schooled, and only answer with 'yes Aunt Jane," so Francis believes I've gotten through that thick head of yours. Do you understand our scene?" Charlotte smiled and replied, "Yes Aunt Jane," then curtsied. Jane gave Charlotte a meaningful look before smiling and telling her, "Careful, girl. No ad-libbing in front of Francis."

The directed scene played out as Jane had planned, and she saw the concerned look on Francis' face as Charlotte followed Jane out of the Study. Jane then said, "Come along, Francis. It's time Charlotte learns what needs to be done in the kitchen to get ready for our meals." Charlotte waited for Francis, then took her hand, and the two girls followed Jane into the kitchen, not knowing Jane was pleased how Francis willingly accepted holding hands with Charlotte as the three walked to the kitchen.

When the three ladies entered the kitchen, Marie was in the process of washing the vegetables they'd be having for their supper. She looked up after hearing the kitchen door squeak open and saw Jane nod at her before saying, "Marie, Charlotte needs instruction on our kitchen routine for preparing meals. I trust you won't be too busy to help in that area?" This is the same routine the two women followed every time a new girl arrived at Seasons House, or Winsome Girls' School for Wayward Boys. The two women looked at each other knowingly, to which Marie replied, "Ah, a new girl! Come, come, let me have a look at you, mon chère (my dear.). Ah, so beautiful she is, no? Turn, turn so I can see all of you, mon chère (my dear.). Oh, Jane, she is magnifique, oui (beautiful, yes?)? And certainement, j'ai du temps (certainly I have time) to help this beauty learn about my kitchen." Both women saw a smile come to Charlotte's lips, then heard, "Merci, grand-mère. J'apprécie ton aide (Thank you, grandmother. I appreciate your help.)." Jane gave Marie a lifted eyebrow, before Marie said, "Ah, tu parles français (Ah, you speak French?)? Bon (Good,), it will save my having to translate some things for you. Now, Francis, if you will show..." And Charlotte said, "Charlotte," after Marie paused, looking at her. "Ah, Charlotte, a beautiful name for a beautiful girl. If you will show Charlotte how to properly set our table, I'll continue washing these vegetables to ready them for cooking. Go on, se presser, we have no time to waste."

As the two women watched, and with pride in Francis, Francis took Charlotte around the kitchen and explained the things they'd need to take out of the drawers and cabinets that would be placed on the table. She had Charlotte take four of the supper plates out of one cabinet, while she took four glasses out of another. She then told Charlotte to follow her, and the two girls left the kitchen for the dining room. When the two girls were out of earshot of Marie and Jane, Marie said, "It looks as though Charlotte has already had an effect on Francis. I haven't seen her this happy for some weeks. Have you explained what she must do while she is here, how she must allow you to scold her in front of the new boy, play along so we can learn why that boy lied?"

Jane nodded her head at Marie's words, before telling her friend, "I have, Marie. I've explained in detail what I expect of her if we are to get her name cleared. I've also told her what we know of Toby Camber, and what was found on him when he had to redress in other clothing. I'm worried, Marie. I'm worried because even if everything we try to make him trust us enough to open up to us, it might not be enough. He might be more afraid of the person who gave him those scars, welts, bruises, and cigarette burns, than of us." Marie laid a hand on Jane's arm and told her, "Have faith in yourself, Jane, and Charlotte. Together you both can prevail. Now, scoot. I have a meal to prepare." She kissed Jane on the cheek, causing Jane to smile before she left the kitchen and walked to the Study, where she could watch the girls as they set the table and helped Marie in the kitchen.

Jane sat at her desk in the study and turned on the monitor, before selecting the cameras in the dining room and kitchen. As she watched, and listened in on, the dining room, she heard Francis explain to Charlotte how it was determined who sat where and why. Then Francis explained how to properly place a plate so it was in the correct position for every place on the table. Francis demonstrated this by actually placing the plates, showing how far from the edge of the table it should be, and centered. Francis then picked up all the plates and demonstrated again, only to pick them up a second time and hand them to Charlotte. Jane watched as Charlotte placed the first three plates correctly, but mislaid the fourth plate, only to have Francis call her on it. Then Charlotte did something totally unexpected. As Francis was picking up the plates again, Charlotte looked up at the hidden camera and winked, then smiled. By that time Francis had all four plates and told Charlotte to lay them again, and mind what she was told. Jane sat back in her chair, chuckled, then said to herself, "Why that cheeky bastard. He knew that camera was there and where it was placed." She chuckled again, thinking to ask Charlotte later, and went back to watching the girls set the table.

This time, Francis' instructions were more elaborate, since each piece of silverware had to be placed just so, and in the correct order, and on the correct side of the plate. Francis showed Charlotte three times before handing the silverware to Charlotte and watched as she laid the pieces down. Jane chuckled again, as Charlotte deliberately mislaid the fourth setting, looked up towards the camera, as Francis was picking up all the silverware, and winked at Jane. Jane just shook her head, now intent in learning how Charlotte knew she was being watched. Jane saw Francis hand all the silverware to Charlotte, and this time, gave her instructions each time Charlotte laid a piece of silverware down on the table. Jane saw Francis had a big smile on her face, as she complimented Charlotte for doing a fine job with setting the table, before the girls went back to the kitchen. Jane sat back and reflected back to the time Francis was Charlotte, and she too had to reset the table several times before getting it right. See one, do one, teach one. It was the way of Jane's school.

Jane watched as Francis instructed Charlotte what to take out of what cabinet, and the fridge. They then went back into the dining room, and Charlotte was again shown where everything was placed. Francis repeated everything twice, then sat the items on the edge of the table and had Charlotte place them; she even goofed so she could again look into the camera and wink. "Cheeky bastard," was all Jane said to herself. Jane watched as the girls went back to the kitchen and Marie started showing Charlotte how to cut up the vegetables she was going to fix for their supper. Marie then had Charlotte cut up more of the vegetables and stood by in case she was needed. Once Marie was satisfied with Charlotte's work, she took Charlotte and the vegetables to the stove and started explaining how the vegetables could be cooked, how long they should be cooked if done one way, and how long if done another way. Marie then told Charlotte what to use for cooking the vegetables, whether plain water, seasoned water, butter, or cooking oil. While Marie started cooking one of the two vegetables she was fixing, she instructed Charlotte how to do the other vegetable, and watched her like a hawk. Which turned out to be unnecessary, as it looked as though Charlotte was no stranger to cooking. Jane chuckled, and Marie almost lost it, as the two watched Charlotte deftly flip the pan she was using to turn the vegetables over in the pan. Jane chuckled again as Marie asked, "Chère, where did you learn to do such a thing?" Charlotte shrugged her shoulders, something Jane would mention, and told Marie, "My Uncle taught me. He has his own restaurant, and has been a chef for the past twenty years. It's where I learned to cook and bake." Jane now downright laughed, at the expression on Marie's face. Here she was believing the new girl needed to learn how to cook, and the new girl already knows how to cook. Jane laughed even harder as Marie hung her head and shook it from side to side and said, "Oh mon Dieu (my God.)." While Marie was momentarily lost in her own world, Charlotte told her, "Grand-mère (Grandmother,), these are done." Marie's head snapped up, looked into the pan Charlotte was using and replied, "Oui, chère (Yes, dear,), they are. You've done a fine job, your Uncle would be proud." Jane almost fell out of her chair laughing, as Marie looked up into the hidden camera and shook a fist at her. It was entirely possible she and Marie would have a conversation later after the girls were in bed. Jane continued to laugh.

Jane watched as Marie switched from instructing Charlotte to telling her what was needed, and watched as Charlotte deftly did what Marie had told her without Marie's help. Without looking at the camera, Marie held up her fist once more, and shook it at the camera. Jane had to reach for a tissue to dry her eyes, she was laughing so hard. She schooled her face, though, when someone knocked on the study door. After saying "enter," she watched as the door opened and Francis walked into the Study, closing the door behind her. She went to the bookshelf by the study door, took out the heavy book, balanced on her head, and proceed to circuit the study five times. When circle five was finished, Francis replaced the heavy book in the bookshelf then walked to the desk and stood in front of Jane. "Excuse me, Aunt Jane, but supper will be ready in a few minutes. Tante Marie asked that you be informed."

Francis knew better than to leave before being dismissed, as she found out the hard way shortly after she'd arrived. Jane looked at Francis for a moment, noticing how much happier the girl seemed, before telling her, "Thank you, Francis. You may go."

Francis learned the hard way to say, "Thank you, Aunt Jane," before leaving Jane's presence.

One of two things happened at their meals. Either Jane admonished one of her girls the entire meal, or she used it to find out how much they learned from their lessons. This evening's meal was going to be devoted to learning how much Charlotte knew, and if Francis was learning what Jane intended from her lessons. It would be a learning experience for Jane and Marie as well. An unexpected lesson.

After they'd sat down to eat, Jane thought to throw Charlotte a curve by asking, "Alors Charlotte, parle-moi des cours que tu suivais."

Charlotte smiled and replied, "Voulez-vous que j'utilise le français, l'allemand ou l'espagnol pour vous parler de mes cours (Do you want me to use French, German or Spanish to tell you about my courses?)?" Jane couldn't smile, though she wanted to, as she thought to herself, 'That cheeky little bastard,' Jane thought to herself.

Jane tried to throw Charlotte another curve as she said, "Ich denke, Englisch wäre am besten, da Francis nur Englisch spricht (I think English would be best since Francis only speaks English.)." Marie, like Jane, spoke several languages, so had no trouble following the conversation between the two. And like Jane, she had trouble keeping a straight face because of Charlotte's responses.

And both were surprised again, as Charlotte smiled and replied, "Dann werde ich auf Englisch sprechen, damit Francis unser Gespräch verstehen kann (Then I will speak in English so that Francis can understand our conversation.)." Something must have caught in Marie's throat, as she started coughing, and picked up her glass of water and drank for a few moments. Actually, after Charlotte's response Marie almost lost it and laughed out loud, knowing Jane had been beaten at her own game.

When Marie got herself under control she looked at Jane, who sat mesmerized by what the two women had just heard. She lightly kicked Jane under the table, and when that failed to get Jane's attention, she kicked her harder. Jane responded just as though nothing happened, as she said to Charlotte, "So, Charlotte. Why don't you tell us about the classes you'd been taking at your old school. What class were you taking?"

Charlotte smiled at Jane before saying, "In my freshman year I was taking Algebra, Biology, History, English, Art, and PE. And up to the time I was arrested for allegedly being involved with those three boys in that shoplifting at Taylor's department store in the Mall, I had an 'A' average. Now," and her voice took on a saddened quality, "I guess that average no longer holds true." The minute she finished speaking, she bolted from the table and ran into the Library, closing the door behind her. It wasn't hard for Jane, Marie, and Francis to hear what she was doing in the Library, as her crying could be heard even with both Library doors closed.

Jane started to rise from the table, when Francis asked, "Aunt Jane, may I go instead?" Jane looked at Francis and saw a concern on the girl's face she'd not had up to the time Charlotte arrived.

Jane looked at Marie and saw the slight nod from her. "Of course, Francis. Go ahead," Jane said before sitting back down in her chair.

As the two women watched, Francis walked to the Library doors, knocked, and when she heard, "GO AWAY,"

She then said, "It's Francis, Charlotte. Please, may I come in?"

It was a few moments before all three heard, "Yes, you may come in Francis." Jane and Marie both let out a breath neither knew they had been holding, and almost at the same time, sighed. It was Jane who spoke first by saying, "I hope that was the right decision, Marie."

Marie patted Jane's arm and told her, "Our Francis has been a different girl since the arrival of our Charlotte, don't you agree? She is showing more concern for another than when she first came, non? And look at our cheri now. Risking your rage at wanting to take care of something you yourself would normally handle. C'est un gros changement, non ?"

Jane, still watching the Library doors, replied, "Oui mon ami. Oui…mon ami."

When Francis walked into the Library, she saw Charlotte curled up on the sofa sitting in one corner of the Library, facing towards the large double window. She walked over to the sofa, sat down next to Charlotte, reached over and pulled Charlotte to her. Charlotte let herself be pulled up, and latched onto Francis when Francis' arms went around her. Charlotte laid her head against Francis' chest and asked, "Why didn't Aunt Jane come? I thought for sure she'd be angry with me for the way I just acted?"

Francis smiled to herself before saying, "Because I asked to come instead of her."

Francis couldn't see the questioning look on Charlotte's face as she asked, "Why would you want to come instead of Aunt Jane? Won't you be in trouble for leaving the table without permission?"

Charlotte couldn't see the smile on Francis' face as the girl told Charlotte, "I asked to come instead of Aunt Jane because I was concerned about you. You've been there for me and showed me how it felt to have someone concerned about you. Before I came here, the only family that really cared about me was the Willows family. The rest only wanted the money CPS would send them. I sort of gave up caring about others when CPS wouldn't let me stay with the Willows. And no, I won't get in trouble for leaving the table. Aunt Jane said I could come. So, you want to talk about why you ran away and will now have to face Aunt Jane because you left the table without permission?"

Charlotte could feel Francis chuckling, so she lifted her head off Francis' chest, looked at her face, and asked, "You're really enjoying this aren't you?"

Francis then laughed out loud and said, "Yes I am. For once I won't be the one Aunt Jane gets mad at for leaving the table without permission. So, why all the crying?" Charlotte's influence on Francis had done more than show her how it feels when someone cares about her. Charlotte showed her not to let the other person off the hook when something was wrong and needed to be talked about. And unload Charlotte did.

She told Francis about everything that happened at Taylor's that day. Standing before Judge Ruth, and what Mr. Strom, CEO of Taylor's, said Taylor's was going to do if Judge Ruth didn't send him somewhere. About the three boys he was with in holding. And about his ruined grade average. But most of all, of missing his parents, and how they must be worried about him.

Francis just smiled after Charlotte stopped speaking, telling her, "Before you arrived, everything felt hopeless. I just went through the motions because Aunt Jane can be a devil of a woman if you make her mad, which I have done several times. But now, with you here, it doesn't feel hopeless. I feel like it's all really worth something, because of you. So please, don't give up on yourself. Understand, it will be all right in the end. And if your parents are as you say they are, I bet they aren't sitting around waiting for you to come home." Charlotte thought about everything Francis said, and realized she was right. She couldn't give up or give in to her current situation, she had to hold on until her name was cleared. And Francis was right about her parents. They weren't going to sit around on their butts and not try to find out why Charles had been implicated in the shoplifting incident at Taylor's. Someone's head was going to roll.

When Charlotte stopped crying it got quiet in the Library, which caused Jane to worry. She got up from the dining room table and went into the Study, turning on the monitor and changing cameras to the one in the Library. As she watched, she saw Francis being the one to comfort Charlotte, much like Charlotte had done to Francis. She also noticed that Francis wasn't letting Charlotte skirt around what was bothering her, as she kept steering Charlotte back to her original question. And when Jane heard everything Charlotte told Francis, her blood boiled that someone would do such a thing to an extremely sweet boy. She reached for her phone and made a phone call, and it wasn't to Judge Ruth.

"Hello, this is Jane Thompson. May I please speak to Jeb Thorton? Thank you, I'll hold."

"Hello, Ms. Thompson. Is Charles all right? He's not in any trouble is he?"

"Mr. Thorton, please, call me Jane. I don't believe we need to stand on formalities. We do have a common interest, after all. Charles is fine, and no, he isn't in trouble."

"Then, Jane, please call me Jeb. And I agree one hundred percent. That's good to hear about Charles. How is he doing, by the way? Judge Ruth explained your school to Lynn and myself, and at first I was shocked, then understood the reasoning behind what you do. I hope Charles hasn't given you any problems, um, by having a new experience."

"On the contrary, Jeb, he's been more than willing to go through the experience in order to clear his name of those false charges. Which is why I'm calling. Has your firm started an investigation into who's actually behind the shoplifting at Taylor's?"

"Interesting you should ask that question, Jane. Our investigators have found some rather interesting things, As they looked further into what they found, they uncovered even more. I don't think it wise to say what was found over the phone, but it's leading us to the ground floor. I will tell you this, we have shared our findings, and some important people were very interested in what we discovered."

"That's good to hear, Jeb. Charles did say you wouldn't sit on your, um, posterior until you discovered the truth."

Jane heard Jeb chuckle before he asked, "He said butt, didn't he Jane?"

It was Jeb's turn to hear Jane chuckle before she replied, "Yes, Jeb, he said butt. I was trying to be polite. I'm afraid I have to go, Jeb. If you would, please, keep me informed of your progress in this matter. I really do hate to see Charles go through all this just because of a lie. And Jeb. When the owner of the ground floor is exposed, would you please give that person my regards. In whatever manner suits you?"

Jane thought she'd lost the connection with Jeb, until he said with a growl in his voice, "Jane, when we discover who owns that ground floor, there are several people who will express their opinions of that person's actions. Please give Charles my love. And call again if you need me for anything. Do you understand? Anything!"

They said their goodbyes and both hung up their phones. Jane looked at the monitor again and saw how quiet both girls were as they sat on the sofa in the Library. She argued with herself for a few moments, then turned off the monitor and left the Study.

Charlotte had talked herself out, and she and Francis just held each other as they sat on the sofa. The quiet was broken when they heard a knock on the Library door and heard, "Charlotte. Francis. It's Aunt Jane. May I come in?"

Charlotte was hesitant to reply, until she saw Francis nodding her head. Charlotte took a deep breath, then said, "Yes, please, Aunt Jane."

When Jane entered the Library, and closed the door behind her, the first thing she noticed was the black streaks running down both girl's faces, caused by their crying. She also saw how they comforted each other in order to get through this very moment. She was very proud of Francis and how she thought of another's needs before her own. She pulled a chair over to the sofa and sat down in front of both girls, pondering how to approach them without causing either one to become hostile. It was the last thing they needed right now.

Jane let the silence linger a bit longer before she told Charlotte, "Charlotte, I believe I understand why you ran away from the table. But by the same token, you could have told me you needed to be alone for a few moments and asked to be excused. Still, I might have acted the same, had I been accused of something I didn't do, had my life turned upside down, pulled from my school and lost the chance to maintain my grade average, and not being able to be with your parents." Jane had to be careful how she put the next bit of information, or she'd give away the fact she'd spied on the girls. And as Jane often did, she fudged the truth. "I received a phone call from your father, Charlotte. He asked about you and how you were coping. And he sends his love."

Charlotte lifted her head off Francis' shoulder and asked Jane, "Did he say anything about investigating any of this mess? I know the last time I saw him he wasn't altogether happy."

"Yes, Charlotte, he has investigators trying to get to the bottom of this whole thing. And he's not, um," and Jane almost said 'not sitting on his butt,' but caught herself in time and finished with, "going to give up until he learns the truth." Even though she didn't show it, she was shocked by what she heard next.

"What are we going to do to get Charlotte's name cleared, Aunt Jane?" After asking her question, Francis just looked at Jane, expecting her to answer her question.

Jane thought to herself that Francis has come a long way in a very short amount of time, then said, "We, Francis? What do you mean by we? Are you expecting to help in some way, Francis?"

In the short time Francis had been with Jane, Jane had thought she'd seen every expression Francis could make. What she saw on Francis' face now was one expression she'd never seen. With a determined expression on her face, and in her voice, Francis told Jane, "Of course I do, Aunt Jane. I can't stand by and not help Charlotte get her name cleared. It would be shameful of me not to try and help." The last time Jane saw fire in Francis' eyes was because she was angry. Now that fire said determination, determination to help someone in need of help. And from what Jane could tell, Francis wasn't going to back down. Francis had indeed come a long way in such a short period of time.