I had this on my kindle forever and finally read it last fall! It is a pretty typical late 19th/early 20th century children's book, with strong moral lessons about doing the work that comes to your hands, reminiscent of one of my favourite Alcott novels (Jack and Jill). Audrey is 'anxious' because she's grown up with her grandmother and is used to a high standard of living as the only child of a rich household, and when she has to go back home to her own family she is horrified by the mess and noise and discomfort. The arc of the book is her learning to quit judging everyone, and instead to adjust her expectations to what's actually possible in a house full of children with a sick mother. Audrey gradually learns to step in to help instead of just making everyone miserable by sulking and complaining, and of course is rewarded with the love and trust of her siblings and new friends. It's the sort of thing I enjoy in small doses when the weather's getting colder, so a great fall read for me!