"I may, however, tell you the truth at once--though it is a truth you must
keep very much to yourself. In the position in which I now stand as to
Lord Fawn--being absolutely forced to quarrel with him on Lizzie's behalf
--Lady Fawn could hardly receive me with comfort to herself. She is the
best of women; and, as she is your dear friend, nothing is further from me
than any idea of quarrelling with her; but of course she takes her son's
part, and I hardly know how all allusion to the subject could be avoided.
"This, however, dearest, need ruffle no feather between you and me, who
love each other better than we love either the Fawns or the Lizzies. Let
me find a line at my chambers to say that it is so and always shall be so.
"God bless my own darling.
"Ever and always your own,
"F. G."
On the following day he rode over to the castle. He had received a letter
from John Eustace, who had found himself forced to run up to London to
meet Mr. Camperdown. The lawyer had thought to postpone further
consideration of the whole matter till he and everybody else would be
naturally in London--till November that might be, or perhaps even till
after Christmas.
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