Cynthy's face had indeed a chronic air of disapproval.

A nervous young minister said that he never had any "liberty" when sister Cynthy Ann was in his congregation.

She seemed averse to all he said.
But now Julia felt that there was just one chance of getting advice and help.

Had she not in her dream seen Cynthy Ann with a broom?
She would ask help from Cynthy Ann.

There must be a heart under her rind.
But to get to her.