It dispels the weariness of life, and makes a green spot of holiday within his daily work.

It is, indeed, death to her;--but he does not know it.

Frank Greystock did think that he could not marry Lucy Morris without making an imprudent plunge into deep water, and yet he felt that Lady Fawn was an ill-natured old woman for hinting to him that he had better not, for the present, continue his visits to Fawn Court.

"Of course you understand me, Mr.Greystock," she had said, meaning to be civil.

"When Miss Morris has left us,--should she ever leave us,--I should be most happy to see you." "What on earth would take me to Fawn Court, if Lucy were not there!" he said to himself,--not choosing to appreciate Lady Fawn's civility.
Frank Greystock was at this time nearly thirty years old.