She did believe that his visit was made entirely to his cousin, and had no idea at the moment of disobeying Lady Fawn.
During the last few days she had been thrown very much with her old friend Lizzie, and had been treated by the future peeress with many signs of almost sisterly affection.

"Dear Lucy," Lizzie had said, "you can understand me.

These people,--oh, they are so good, but they can't understand me." Lucy had expressed a hope that Lord Fawn understood her.

"Oh, Lord Fawn,--well; yes; perhaps;--I don't know.

It so often happens that one's husband is the last person to understand one." "If I thought so, I wouldn't marry him," said Lucy.
"Frank Greystock will understand you," said Lizzie.