It was quite an understood thing in the family that Lord Fawn must marry money.
Lucy Morris was indeed a treasure.

No brighter face ever looked into another to seek sympathy there, either in mirth or woe.

There was a gleam in her eyes that was almost magnetic, so sure was she to obtain by it that community of interest which she desired,--though it were but for a moment.

Lord Fawn was pompous, slow, dull, and careful; but even he had given way to it at once.

Lady Fawn, too, was very careful, but she had owned to herself long since that she could not bear to look forward to any permanent severance.