Robarts.
"We should always be conceiving worse than the truth--each as to the
other's thoughts. Now, some time ago, when I spoke to you about your
sister-in-law and Ludovic--I dare say you remember--"
"Oh, yes, I remember."
"We both thought then that there would really be no danger. To tell
you the plain truth I fancied, and indeed hoped, that his affections
were engaged elsewhere; but I was altogether wrong then; wrong in
thinking it, and wrong in hoping it." Mrs. Robarts knew well that
Lady Lufton was alluding to Griselda Grantly, but she conceived
that it would be discreet to say nothing herself on that subject
at present. She remembered, however, Lucy's flashing eye when the
possibility of Lord Lufton making such a marriage was spoken of in
the pony-carriage, and could not but feel glad that Lady Lufton had
been disappointed.
"I do not at all impute any blame to Miss Robarts for what has
occurred since," continued her ladyship. "I wish you distinctly to
understand that."
"I do not see how any one could blame her. She has behaved so nobly."
"It is of no use inquiring whether any one can. It is sufficient that
I do not."
"But I think that is hardly sufficient," said Mrs. Robarts,
pertinaciously.
"Is it not?" asked her ladyship, raising her eyebrows.
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