human
One thing can I promise you,--which is, if Aubrey return to Selwick as lord and master, you may trust Faith to go withal. As for me, I live but in other lives, and where I am most needed, there will I be, if God be served: but truly, I see not how we shall move my Lady Lettice. I would fain with all my heart have her back yonder, and so she would herself,--of that am I right sure. But to ride so far on an horse, at her years, and with her often pains--how could she? And though the waggon were safer, it were too long and weary a journey. Think you not so?
gpt
Good-night, Mrs Temperance! Good-night, Mestur Robin!
human
Truly, I think with you, said Mr Lewthwaite, when she was gone: