Olga came to Washington to hear a man who said he could set things right. She has also arranged the kitchen shifts, found someone to mend the curtain, and noticed that the people discussing human dignity are blocking the soap.
She cared for Jilly-Quill as a child. He is grown now, except when he tries to decide what an older woman may do with her own afternoon. She loves him enough to make the distinction loudly.
Her rosary is not evidence that she has failed to understand the situation. She understands disappointments very well. Faith, for her, can survive an argument; supper generally cannot survive being left on the fire.
She has strong views about soup, practical jokes, borrowed bowls, and the insult of being called an inspiration by somebody who has not offered to wash anything.