This question had not been answered when Aunt Margaret came into the room, declaring that the Tringle man-servant, who had walked across the park with Miss Dormer, was waxing impatient. The sisters, therefore, were separated, and Lucy returned to Queen's Gate.
CHAPTER XXVIII.
MISS DOCIMER.
"I tell you fairly that I think you altogether wrong;—that it is cowardly, unmanly, and disgraceful. I don't mean, you see, to put what you call a fine point upon it."
"No, you don't."
"It is one of those matters on which a person must speak the truth or not speak at all. I should not have spoken unless you forced it upon me. You don't care for her in the least."
"That's true. I do not know that I am especially quick at what you call caring for young ladies. If I care for anybody it is for you."
"I suppose so; but that may as well be dropped for the present. You mean to marry this girl simply because she has got a lot of money?"
"Exactly that;—as you before long will marry some gentleman only because he has got money."