"His lordship is perfectly free, as far as I am concerned," said Lizzie
with a little show of anger. But all this Lady Glencora took at its worth.
Lizzie Eustace had been a good deal knocked about, and Lady Glencora did
not doubt but that she would be very glad to get back her betrothed
husband. The little woman had suffered hardships, so thought Lady
Glencora--and a good thing would be done by bringing her into fashion, and
setting the marriage up again. As to Lord Fawn--the fortune was there, as
good now as it had been when he first sought it; and the lady was very
pretty, a baronet's widow too--and in all respects good enough for Lord
Fawn. A very pretty little baronet's widow she was, with four thousand a
year, and a house in Scotland, and a history. Lady Glencora determined
that she would remake the match. "I think, you know, friends who have been
friends should be brought together. I suppose I may say a word to Lord
Fawn?" Lizzie hesitated would be sweet to her. She had sworn that she
would be revenged upon Lord Fawn. After all, might it not suit her best to
carry out her oath by marrying him? But whether so or otherwise, it could
not but be well for her that he should be again at her feet.
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