His sensations were curious; divided between joy that Lucia was certainly free in _this_ quarter, and a vehement desire to knock down, horsewhip, or otherwise ill-use the Honourable Edward Percy.

Of course, this was a savage impulse, only worthy of a half-civilized backwoodsman, but happily he kept it down out of sight, and his companion filled up the pause.
"The marriage is to take place in a week.

The engagement has been hastily got up, they say, at last; though there was some talk of it a year ago.

He does not seem particularly eager about it now." "What is he marrying her for ?" was Maurice's next question, put with an utter disregard of all possibilities of sentiment in the matter--the man whom Lucia _might_ have loved could not but be indifferent to all other women.
"It's not a bad match," Mr.Payne answered, putting his head on one side as if to consider it critically.

"Not much money, but a good connection--excellent." Whereupon they dismissed Percy and his affairs, and went to work.
Late that night, for no reason but because he could not rest in London, Maurice started for Liverpool.