You know so
much of her affairs that without breach of trust I may say so much. I Wish
she had a father or a brother to manage her matters for her; but she has
none, and I cannot desert her. Your Lord Fawn is behaving badly to her;
and so, as far as I can see, are the people who manage the Eustace
property. Lizzie, as you know, is not the most tractable of women, and
altogether I have more to do in the matter than I like. Riding ten times
backwards and forwards so often over the same route on a little pony is
not good fun, but I am almost glad the distance is not less. Otherwise I
might have been always there. I know you don't quite like Lizzie, but she
is to be pitied.
"I go up to London on Friday, but shall only be there for one or two days,
that is, for one night. I go almost entirely on her business, and must, I
fear, be here again, or at the castle, before I can settle myself either
for work or happiness. On Sunday night I go down to Bobsborough, where,
indeed, I ought to have been earlier. I fear I cannot go to Richmond on
the Saturday, and on the Sunday Lady Fawn would hardly make me welcome. I
shall be at Bobsborough for about three weeks, and there, if you have
commands to give, I will obey them.
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