Where was I? I mean just this: You had better remain here till things
are a little more settled. Even if it be only a rumour--and I'm sure I
don't believe it's anything more--you had better hear about it with us,
with friends round you, than with a perfect stranger like Lady Linlithgow.
If anything were to go wrong there, you wouldn't know where to come for
comfort. If anything were wrong with you here, you could come to me as
though I were your mother. Couldn't you now?"
"Indeed, indeed I could. And I will. I always will. Lady Fawn, I love you
and the dear darling girls better than all the world--except Mr.
Greystock. If anything like that were to happen, I think I should creep
here and ask to die in your house. But it won't. And just now it will be
better that I should go away."
It was found at last that Lucy must have her way, and letters were written
both to Mrs. Greystock and to Frank, requesting that the suggested
overtures might at once be made to Lady Linlithgow. Lucy, in her letter to
her lover, was more than ordinarily cheerful and jocose. She had a good
deal to say about Lady Linlithgow that was really droll, and not a word to
say indicative of the slightest fear in the direction of Lady Eustace.
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