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It was admitted by all her friends, and also by her enemies, who were in truth the more numerous and active body of the two, that Lizzie Greystock had done very well with herself. We will tell the story of Lizzie Greystock from the beginning, but we will not dwell over it at great length, as we might do if we loved her.
Greystock would have repudiated the idea of mercenary marriages in any ordinary conversation, and would have been severe on any gentleman who was false to a young lady. But it is so hard to bring one's general principles to bear on one's own conduct or in one's own family; and then the Greystocks were so peculiar a people!
Lord Fawn did not make his appearance at Richmond on the Saturday evening, nor was he seen on the Sunday. That Sunday was, we may presume, chiefly devoted to reflection. He certainly did not call upon his future wife. His omission to do so no doubt increased Lizzie's urgency in the matter of her visit to Richmond. Frank Greystock had written to congratulate her.
"Gentleman-like conduct is the same everywhere. There are things that may be said and there are things which may not. Mr. Greystock has altogether gone beyond the usual limits, and I shall take care that he knows my opinion." "You are not going to quarrel with the man?" asked the mother.
"I do think Mr. Greystock should have abstained from attacking Frederic," said Augusta. "It was not not quite the thing that we are accustomed to," said Lord Fawn. "Of course I don't know about that," said Lucy.
Lady Fawn was not clear-headed; she was not clever; nor was she even always rational. But she was essentially honest. She knew that she would fly at anybody who should in her presence say such bitter things of any of her children as Lord Fawn had said of Mr. Greystock in Lucy's hearing; and she knew also that Lucy was entitled to hold Mr. Greystock as dearly as she held her own sons and daughters.
"You intend to ask your question about the Sawab to-night?" asked Lord Fawn, with intense interest, feeling that, had it been his lot to perform that task before he went to his couch, he would at this moment have been preparing his little speech. But Frank Greystock had not come to his cousin's house to talk of the Prince of the Mygawb territory.
"It does not matter at all," he said. "It matters to me, because I behaved badly." "What I said about Mr. Greystock wasn't intended to be said to you, you know." "Even if it was it would make no matter. I don't mean to think of that now. I beg your pardon because I said what I ought not to have said." "You see, Miss Morris, that as the head of this family "
As it is, if you will tell all your story to one of your swell friends, I think it very likely that you may be pulled through. I should say that Mr. Eustace, or your cousin Greystock, would be the best." "Why couldn't you do it? You know it all. I told you because because because I thought you would be the kindest to me."
As for the admiral, the dean's elder brother, he had been notorious for insolvency; and Frank was a Greystock all over. He was the very man to whom money with a wife was almost a necessity of existence. And his pretty cousin, the widow, who was devoted to him, and would have married him at a word, had ever so many thousands a year!
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