She
spoke of poor Lizzie, and declared her conviction that that marriage never
could come off now. "You mustn't be angry when I say that I can't break my
heart for them, for I never did think that they were very much in love. As
for Lord Fawn, of course he is my--ENEMY." And she wrote the word in big
letters. "And as for Lizzie, she's your cousin, and all that. And she's
ever so pretty, and all that. And she's as rich as Croesus, and all that.
But I don't think she'll break her own heart. I would break mine; only--
only--only--. You will understand the rest. If it should come to pass, I
wonder whether 'the duchess' would ever let a poor creature see a friend
of hers in Bruton Street." Frank had once called Lady Linlithgow the
duchess after a certain popular picture in a certain popular book, and
Lucy never forgot anything that Frank had said.
It did come to pass. Mrs. Greystock at once corresponded with Lady
Linlithgow, and Lady Linlithgow, who was at Ramsgate for her autumn
vacation, requested that Lucy Morris might be brought to see her at her
house in London on the second of October. Lady Linlithgow's autumn holiday
always ended on the last day of September.
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