The idea of rambling up into our own mountains charms me, for nothing suits my disposition so well as that kind of solitude.
Of course Lord Fawn is not so rich a man as Sir Florian, but I have never looked to riches for my happiness.

Not but what Lord Fawn has a good income from his Irish estates; and then, of course, he is paid for doing Her Majesty's Government;--so there is no fear that he will have to live upon my jointure, which, of course, would not be right.

Pray tell the dear bishop and dear Margaretta all this, with my love.

You will be happy, I know, to hear that my little Flo is quite well.

He is already so fond of his new papa! [Lizzie's turn for lying was exemplified in this last statement, for, as it happened, Lord Fawn had never yet seen the child.] Believe me to be always your most affectionate niece, ELI.