" But he had not followed her, and
was still thinking of his own strategy. "It's a comfort, of course, to
know that one's child is provided for."
"Oh, yes; but they tell me the poor little dear will have forty thousand a
year when he's of age; and when I look at him in his little bed, and press
him in my arms, and think of all that money, I almost wish that his father
had been a poor plain gentleman." Then the handkerchief was put to her
eyes, and Lord Fawn had a moment in which to collect himself.
"Ah! I myself am a poor man, for my rank, I mean."
"A man with your position, Lord Fawn, and your talents and genius for
business, can never be poor."
"My father's property was all Irish, you know."
"Was it indeed?"
"And he was an Irish peer till Lord Melbourne gave him an English
peerage."
"An Irish peer, was he?" Lizzie understood nothing of this, but presumed
that an Irish peer was a peer who had not sufficient money to live upon.
Lord Fawn, however, was endeavouring to describe his own history in as few
words as possible.
"He was then made Lord Fawn of Richmond, in the peerage of the United
Kingdom. Fawn Court, you know, belonged to my mother's father before my
mother's marriage.
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