"
"Don't you go match-making, Lizzie," said Frank. "That Sir Griffin is a
fool, we will all allow; but it's my belief he has wit enough to make
himself pass off as a man of fortune, with very little to back it. He's at
law with his mother, at law with his sisters, and at law with his younger
brother."
"If he were at law with his great-grandmother, it would be nothing to me,
Frank. She has her aunt to take care of her, and Sir Griffin is coming
with Lord George."
"You don't mean to put up all their horses, Lizzie?"
"Well, not all. Lord George and Sir Griffin are to keep theirs at Troon,
or Kilmarnock, or somewhere. The ladies will bring two apiece, and I shall
have two of my own."
"And carriage horses and hacks?"
"The carriage horses are here, of course."
"It will cost you a great deal of money, Lizzie."
"That's just what I tell her," said Miss Macnulty.
"I've been living here, not spending one shilling, for the last two
months," said Lizzie, "and all for the sake of economy; yet people think
that no woman was ever left so rich. Surely I can afford to see a few
friends for one month in the year. If I can't afford so much as that, I
shall let the place and go and live abroad somewhere.
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