She had, of late years, endured far more on her child's account than on her own; and to find that Lucia met her share of suffering with such steady courage, and still had the same tender and clinging love for herself, was an inexpressible relief.

She had faith in the words she had said on the night when the story of her life had been told, she believed that a better happiness might yet come to that beloved child than the one she had lost.

So she lived in greater peace than she had done for years before.
But her greatest anxiety at this moment regarded Mr.Leigh and Maurice.
She had waited for news of Maurice's arrival in England and reception by his grandfather, before writing to him, as she had promised to do.

For she wished him to be able to decide, on receiving her letter, what was the best plan for Mr.Leigh's comfort, in case he should himself be detained in Norfolk.

The accounts which the first mail brought showed plainly that this would be the case.