"Well; my dear; you know—"
"I am heartless. I know that. But you are ten times worse. Think how I have treated him!"
"I don't want him to die, my dear; but what can I say? I can't do him any good. It is all in God's hands, and if he must die—why, it won't make so much difference to you. I have looked upon all that as over for a long time."
"It is not over. After all he has liked me better than any of them. He wants me to go to Bragton."
"That of course is out of the question."
"It is not out of the question at all. I shall go."
"Arabella!"
"And you must go with me, mamma."
"I will do no such thing," said Lady Augustus, to whom the idea of Bragton was terrible.
"Indeed you must. He has asked me to go, and I shall do it. You can hardly let me go alone."