"I can't do more than I have done," said Lady Fawn to Augusta.
"She'll never get over it, mamma; never," said Augusta.
Nothing more was said, and Lucy was sent off in the family carriage. Lydia
and Nina were sent with her, and though there was some weeping on the
journey, there was also much laughing. The character of the "duchess" was
discussed very much at large, and many promises were made as to long
letters. Lucy, in truth, was not unhappy. She would be nearer to Frank;
and then it had been almost promised her that she should go to the
deanery, after a residence of six months with Lady Linlithgow. At the
deanery of course she would see Frank; and she also understood that a long
visit to the deanery would be the surest prelude to that home of her own
of which she was always dreaming.
"Dear me; sent you up in a carriage, has she? Why shouldn't you have come
by the railway?"
"Lady Fawn thought the carriage best. She is so very kind."
"It's what I call twaddle, you know. I hope you ain't afraid of going in a
cab."
"Not in the least, Lady Linlithgow."
"You can't have the carriage to go about here. Indeed, I never have a pair
of horses till after Christmas.
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