"What?" Charles turned furiously to Constance.
"My niece Mary Katherine died in an orphanage, of neglect, during her sister's trial for murder. But she is of very little consequence to my book, and so we will have done with her"
"She is sitting right here."
It's really, really weird and I'll probably never sort out how I feel about it so for now, I'll go with, "It was great!"