Blanche by Mary Louisa Molesworth — Read

For a time it seemed as if Blanche's hopeful prognostications were likely to be fulfilled. The meeting with Lady Hebe at the vicarage led to one or two others, for though Blanche was naturally quick and orderly, it took longer than either she or her new friend had expected to initiate her into work of which the whole idea and details were completely new to her. And the more the two girls saw of each other, the stronger grew the mutual attraction of which both had been conscious since that first evening when they came together in the fog at Victoria Station.

But Hebe was powerless to do more. She found it best to avoid all mention even of the Derwents' name at East Moddersham, so evident was it that Lady Marth had conceived one of her most unreasonable prejudices against the strangers.