"And what do you mean to do now?" said Lady Augustus as the train
approached the London terminus.
"Nothing."
"You have given up Lord Rufford?"
"Indeed I have not"
"Your journey to Bragton will hardly help you much with him."
"I don't want it to help me at all. What have I done that Lord
Rufford can complain of? I have not abandoned Lord Rufford for the
sake of Mr. Morton. Lord Rufford ought only to be too proud if he
knew it all."
"Of course he could make use of such an escapade as this?"
"Let him try. I have not done with Lord Rufford yet, and so I can
tell him. I shall be at the Duke's in Piccadilly to-morrow
morning."
"That will be impossible, Arabella."
"They shall see whether it is impossible. I have got beyond caring
very much what people say now. I know the kind of way papa would be
thrown over if there is no one there to back him. I shall be there
and I will ask Lord Rufford to his face whether we did not become
engaged when we were at Mistletoe."
"They won't let you in."
"I'll find a way to make my way in. I shall never be his wife. I
don't know that I want it. After all what's the good of living with
a man if you hate each other,--or living apart like you and papa?"
"He has income enough for anything!" exclaimed Lady Augustus,
shocked at her daughter's apparent blindness.
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