She had no candle, and had made no pretence to do anything since she had left the room down-stairs.

In the interval family prayers had been read, and Lucy's absence was unusual and contrary to rule.

"Lucy, my dear, why are you sitting here ?" said Lady Fawn.
"Because I am unhappy." "What makes you unhappy, Lucy ?" "I don't know.

I would rather you didn't ask me.

I suppose I behaved badly down-stairs." "My son would forgive you in a moment if you asked him." "No;--certainly not.