Later in life, he
might possibly work up to this; but for the present he must retire into
dim domestic security and the neighbourhood of Regent's Park. He sat
looking at the letter, telling himself that he was now, at this moment,
deciding his own fate in life. And he again muttered the Quaker's advice,
"Doan't thou marry for munny, but goa where munny is!" It may be said,
however, that no man ever writes such a letter, and then omits to send it.
He walked out of the Temple with it in his hand, and dropped it into a
pillar letter-box just outside the gate. As the envelope slipped through
his fingers, he felt that he had now bound himself to his fate.
CHAPTER XIV
"DOAN'T THOU MARRY FOR MUNNY"
As that Saturday afternoon wore itself away, there was much excitement at
Fawn Court. When Lady Fawn returned with the carriage, she heard that
Frank Greystock had been at Fawn Court; and she heard also, from Augusta,
that he had been rambling about the grounds alone with Lucy Morris. At any
exhibition of old ladies, held before a competent jury, Lady Fawn would
have taken a prize on the score of good-humour. No mother of daughters was
ever less addicted to scold and to be fretful.
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