"At Bruges," he replied.
"Oh, Heavens! done by Roman Catholic fingers. How horribly wicked you are—and yet it is so exquisite, that I really—"
"What day will you dine with us, Mr. Haveloc?" said Lucy, leaning over the rail.
"Whenever you please to command me, Lady Raymond," he replied.
"Raymond would be so pleased if we brought you back with us; he thinks you still in town," said Lady Raymond.
Poor Margaret! the idea of driving back with him in the same carriage.
"I cannot make it out to-day, I have so many things to do," he said.
"You will like to come," said Harriet, "because Everard is staying with us, and you knew all the Gages, did you not?"
"You are staying there, Mrs. Gage, is not that sufficient?"