I don't see why you shouldn't go.

It's very kind of Lady Ushant.

I'll talk to mamma." Then Mary went away to get the breakfast, fearing that before long there would be black looks in the house.
Mr.Masters at once went up to his wife,--having given himself a minute or two to calculate that he would let Mary have twenty pounds for the occasion,--and made his proposition.

"I never heard of such nonsense in my life," said Mrs.Masters.
"Nonsense,--my dear! Why should it be nonsense ?" "Cocking her up with Lady Ushant! What good will Lady Ushant do her?
She's not going to live with ladies of quality all her life." "Why shouldn't she live with ladies ?" "You know what I mean, Gregory.

The Mortons have dropped you, for any use they were to you, long ago, and you may as well make up your mind to drop them.