"
"She is not an old cat, Lizzie! and I won't hear her called so. If you
think so, you shouldn't come here. And she hasn't interfered. That is, she
has done nothing that she ought not to have done."
"Then she has interfered," said Lady Eustace, as she got up and walked
across the room with a sweet smile to the old cat.
CHAPTER IV
FRANK GREYSTOCK
Frank Greystock the barrister was the only son of the Dean of Bobsborough.
Now the dean had a family of daughters--not quite so numerous indeed as
that of Lady Fawn, for there were only three of them--and was by no means
a rich man. Unless a dean have a private fortune, or has chanced to draw
the happy lot of Durham in the lottery of deans, he can hardly be wealthy.
At Bobsborough, the dean was endowed with a large, rambling, picturesque,
uncomfortable house, and with ?5,500 a year. In regard to personal
property, it may be asserted of all the Greystocks that they never had
any. They were a family of which the males would surely come to be deans
and admirals, and the females would certainly find husbands. And they
lived on the good things of the world, and mixed with wealthy people.
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