In the quiet aftermath of recent events, William finds himself drawn into an unexpectedly intimate exchange with Miss Hunter, whose gentle presence and careful words reveal far more than simple politeness. When he learns that Mr. Murray has already left to buy a horse, William is left without the conversation he hoped for. Yet the day takes a softer turn when Miss Hunter mentions apple tarts, made in memory of a mother she barely knew but still longs to feel close to. Her voice carries both tenderness and regret, especially as she admits her mother died in childbirth and that recent troubles have stirred old questions about the woman she lost.