She wanted
at first to carry her back to Framley that evening, promising to
send her again to Mrs. Crawley on the following morning--"till some
permanent arrangement could be made," by which Lady Lufton intended
the substitution of a regular nurse for her future daughter-in-law,
seeing that Lucy Robarts was now invested in her eyes with attributes
which made it unbecoming that she should sit in attendance at Mrs.
Crawley's bedside. But Lucy would not go back to Framley on that
evening; no, nor on the next morning. She would be so glad if Fanny
would come to her there, and then she would arrange about going home.
"But, Lucy, dear, what am I to say to Ludovic? Perhaps you would feel
it awkward if he were to come to see you here."
"Oh, yes, Lady Lufton; pray tell him not to do that."
"And is that all that I am to tell him?"
"Tell him--tell him--he won't want you to tell him anything;--only I
should like to be quiet for a day, Lady Lufton."
"Well, dearest, you shall be quiet; the day after to-morrow
then.--Mind, we must not spare you any longer, because it will be
right that you should be at home now. He would think it very hard if
you were to be so near, and he was not to be allowed to look at you.
And there will be some one else who will want to see you.
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