Eileen’s Reviews > Ross Poldark > Status Update

Some women had minds like addle-gutters; if there was no stench they had to create one.

I should ask no rent from him so long as he worked for me.

Take me with you. I can scrub. I'm a good scrubber.

Was he so fearsome with his scarred face? Or was it the reputation of his father which clung to his name like an odour of unsanctity?