Lucy stoutly and laughingly evaded the question, and Aunt Caroline drove off smiling, refusing, like the stalwart warrior that she was, to acknowledge herself defeated. But it was many a long day before she attempted again to interfere in the affairs of the Lorimers.
Perhaps she would have been more ready to renew the attack, had she known how really distressed and disturbed Gertrude had been by her words.
CHAPTER VIII. A DISTINGUISHED PERSON.
" . . . I can give no reason, nor I will not;
More than have a lodged hate and a certain loathing
I bear Antonio."
Merchant of Venice.