Dr.Mivers was not unlearned in the polite letters.

Oh, trust me, my dear young lady, she will not disgrace your family; she will justify your uncle's favour.

Plead for her!" And the good man clasped his hands.
Lucretia's eyes fell musingly on the ground; but she resumed, after a short pause,-- "What does my uncle himself say ?" "Only that he will decide to-morrow." "I will see him;" and Lucretia left the room as for that object.
But when she had gained the stairs, she paused at the large embayed casement, which formed a niche in the landing-place, and gazed over the broad domains beyond; a stern smile settled, then, upon her lips,--the smile seemed to say, "In this inheritance I will have no rival." Lucretia's influence with Sir Miles was great, but here it was not needed.

Before she saw him he had decided on his course.

Her precocious and apparently intuitive knowledge of character detected at a glance the safety with which she might intercede.