This gratitude confused Lucy more than all the rest. She did her best to
deprecate and subdue; but in her heart she felt that it was a great
sacrifice she was making. "Indeed, it is nothing," she said faintly. "I
am fond of her, and she has been so good to baby; and if we can be of
any use--but oh, Madame di Forno-Populo," Lady Randolph cried, taking
courage. "Her _debut_? do you really mean what she says that she must
marry----"
"That I mean to marry her," said the Contessa, "that is how we express
it," with a very concise ending to her transports of gratitude. "Sweet
Lucy," she continued, "it is the usage of our country. The parents, or
those who stand in their place, think it their duty. We marry our
children as you clothe them in England. You do not wait till your little
boy can choose. You find him what is necessary. Just so do we. We choose
so much better than an inexperienced girl can choose. If she has an
aversion, if she says I cannot suffer him, we do not press it upon her.
Many guardians will pay no attention, but me," said the Contessa,
putting forth a little foreign accent, which she displayed very
rarely--"I have lived among the English, and I am influenced by their
ways. Neither do I think it right," she added, with an air of candour,
"to offer an old person, or one who is hideous, or even very
disagreeable. But, yes, she must marry well. What else is there that a
girl of family can do?"
Lucy was about to answer with enthusiasm that there were many things she
could do; but stopped short, arrested by these last words. "A girl of
family,"--that, no doubt, made a difference. She paused, and looked
somewhat wistfully in her companion's face. "We think," she said, "in
England that anything is better than a marriage without----"
The Contessa put up her hand to stay the words. "Without love---- I know
what you are going to say; but, my angel, that is a word which Bice has
never heard spoken. She knows it not. She has not the habit of thinking
it necessary--she is a good girl, and she has no sentiment. Besides, why
should we go so fast? If she produces the effect I hope---- Why should
not some one present himself whom she could also love? Oh yes; fall in
love with, as you say in English--such an innocent phrase; let us hope
that, when the proper person comes who satisfies my requirements,
Bice--to whom not a word shall be said--will fall in love with him
_comme il faut_!"
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