Could you lend me two hundred and fifty pounds just
for six weeks?" Lizzie's face fell and her eyes became very serious in
their aspect. Two hundred and fifty pounds! "You know you would have ample
security. You need not give Lucinda her present till I've paid you, and
that will be forty-five pounds."
"Thirty-five," said Lizzie with angry decision.
"I thought we agreed upon forty-five when we settled about the servants'
liveries; and then you can let the man at the stables know that I am to
pay for the carriage and horses. You wouldn't be out of the money hardly
above a week or so, and it might be the salvation of Lucinda just at
present."
"Why don't you ask Lord George?"
"Ask Lord George! He hasn't got it. It's much more likely that he should
ask me. I don't know what's come to Lord George this last month past. I
did believe that you and he were to come together. I think these two
robberies have upset him altogether. But, dear Lizzie, you can let me have
it, can't you?"
Lizzie did not at all like the idea of lending money, and by no means
appreciated the security now offered to her. It might be very well for her
to tell the man at the stables that Mrs.
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