You are clever
and quick, and he shall teach you."
So Lucy went to Bobsborough and was afterwards accepted by Lady Fawn.
While she was at the deanery there sprung up a renewed friendship between
her and Lizzie. It was indeed chiefly a one-sided friendship; for Lucy,
who was quick and unconsciously capable of reading that book to which we
alluded in a previous chapter, was somewhat afraid of the rich widow. And
when Lizzie talked to her of their old childish days, and quoted poetry,
and spoke of things romantic--as she was much given to do--Lucy felt that
the metal did not ring true. And then Lizzie had an ugly habit of abusing
all her other friends behind their backs. Now Lucy did not like to hear
the Greystocks abused, and would say so. "That's all very well, you little
minx," Lizzie would say playfully, "but you know they are all asses." Lucy
by no means thought that the Greystocks were asses, and was very strongly
of opinion that one of them was as far removed from being an ass as any
human being she had ever known. This one was Frank Greystock the
barrister. Of Frank Greystock some special--but, let it be hoped, very
short--description must be given by and by.
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