CHAPTER LXXVII
The Story of Lucy Morris Is Concluded
On the day appointed, Lucy Morris went back from the house of the old countess to Fawn Court. "My dear," said Lady Linlithgow, "I am sorry that you are going. Perhaps you'll think I haven't been very kind to you, but I never am kind. People have always been hard to me, and I'm hard. But I do like you."
"I'm glad you like me, as we have lived together so long."
"You may go on staying here, if you choose, and I'll try to make it better."
"It hasn't been bad at all,—only that there's nothing particular to do. But I must go. I shall get another place as a governess somewhere, and that will suit me best."
"Because of the money, you mean."
"Well;—that in part."
"I mean to pay you something," said the countess, opening her pocket-book, and fumbling for two bank-notes which she had deposited there.
"Oh, dear, no. I haven't earned anything."