Let Lady Fawn say what she
might, Lucy thought that the injury had been done to her, and not to his
lordship. And so they parted hardly friends. Lady Fawn gave her no kiss as
she went, and Lucy, with obstinate pride, altogether refused to own her
fault. She would only say that she had better go, and when Lady Fawn over
and over again pointed out to her that the last thing that such a one as
Lord Fawn could bear was to be accused of an untruth, she would continue
to say that in that case he should be careful to say nothing that was
untrue. All this was very dreadful, and created great confusion and
unhappiness at Fawn Court. Lydia came into her room that night, and the
two girls talked the matter over for hours. In the morning Lucy was up
early, and found Lord Fawn walking in the grounds. She had been told that
he would probably be found walking in the grounds, if she were willing to
tender to him any apology.
Her mind had been very full of the subject--not only in reference to her
lover, but as it regarded her own conduct. One of the elder Fawn girls had
assured her that under no circumstances could a lady be justified in
telling a gentleman that he had spoken an untruth, and she was not quite
sure but that the law so laid down was right.
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