"And I Have Nothing to Give" It was now the end of June, and Frank Greystock had been as yet but once at Fawn Court since he had written to Lucy Morris asking her to be his wife.

That was three weeks since, and as the barrier against him at Fawn Court had been removed by Lady Fawn herself, the Fawn girls thought that as a lover he was very slack; but Lucy was not in the least annoyed.

Lucy knew that it was all right; for Frank, as he took his last walk round the shrubbery with her during that visit, had given her to understand that there was a little difference between him and Lady Fawn in regard to Lizzie Eustace.

"I am her only relative in London," Frank had said.
"Lady Linlithgow," suggested Lucy.
"They have quarrelled, and the old woman is as bitter as gall.

There is no one else to stand up for her, and I must see that she isn't ill-used.