Perhaps Kate had felt this, and had therefore merged it all in her stories about Mr Cheesacre.

"I will go to Cheltenham," she said to herself.

"He has recommended it.

I shall never be his wife;--but, till we have parted altogether, I will show him that I think well of his advice." That same afternoon she told her father that she would go to Lady Macleod's at Cheltenham before the end of the month.

She was, in truth, prompted to this by a resolution, of which she was herself hardly conscious, that she would not at this period of her life be in any way guided by her cousin.
Having made up her mind about Mr Grey, it was right that she should let her cousin know her purpose; but she would never be driven to confess to herself that Kate had influenced her in the matter.