And I _must_ be her bridesmaid, because I am her nearest relation; and she can't have any friends in England, and I shall make her let me have a white dress with blue ribbons." Mrs.Wynter still reproved, but she smiled, too; and Tiny being a spoiled child, needed no greater encouragement.

She stopped in her mother's room until she heard Mr.Wynter coming, when she fled, dishevelled, to her own, and dropped asleep, to dream of following Lucia up the aisle of an impossible church, dressed in white with ribbons of _bleu de ciel_.
Lucia perhaps had said to herself also that she meant to be good friends with Tiny.

At all events, the two girls did get on excellently together; before the week which the Wynters spent in London was at an end, they had discussed as much of Lucia's love story as she was disposed to tell, and arranged that Tiny and her sister should really officiate on that occasion to which everybody's thoughts were now beginning to be directed.
Another week found the Costellos at Dighton.

They meant to stay a fortnight or three weeks, and then to return to town until the marriage; but of this no one of their Norfolk friends would hear a word.

Lady Dighton, Maurice, and Mr.Leigh had made up their minds that Lucia should not leave the county until she did so a bride; and they carried their point.