"As to saying it will kill her,
mamma," said Amelia, "I don't believe in that. If I were to break my leg,
the accident might shorten my life, and this may shorten hers. It won't
kill her in any other way. But it will alter her altogether. Nobody ever
used to make herself happy so easily as Lucy Morris, but all that will be
gone now."
When Lucy received the letter, the immediate effect upon her, the effect
which came from the first reading of it, was not very great. She succeeded
for some half-hour in putting it aside, as referring to a subject on which
she had quite made up her mind in a direction contrary to that indicated
by her correspondent's advice. Lady Fawn told her that her lover intended
to be false to her. She had thought the matter over very carefully within
the last day or two, and had altogether made up her mind that she would
continue to trust her lover. She had abstained from sending to him the
letter which she had written, and had abstained on that resolution. Lady
Fawn, of course, was as kind and friendly as a friend could be. She loved
Lady Fawn dearly. But she was not bound to think Lady Fawn right, and in
this instance she did not think Lady Fawn right.
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