He had spoken to her that day without forethought;--but mustn't such speech be the truest and the sweetest of all speeches?
"And now I write to you to ask you to be my wife." Oh, how wrong some people can be in their judgments! How wrong Lady Fawn had been in hers about Frank Greystock! "For the last year or two I have lived with this hope before me." "And so have I," said Lucy.

"And so have I;--with that and no other." "Too great confidence! Traitor," she said again, smiling and weeping, "yes, traitor; when of course you knew it." "Is his happiness in my hands?
Oh,--then he shall be happy." "Of course I will tell Lady Fawn at once;--instantly.

Dear Lady Fawn! But yet she has been so wrong.

I suppose she will let him come here.

But what does it matter, now that I know it ?" "Yours ever and always,--if you will have me .-- F.