'
'Silverbridge says it was his fault. What does he mean?'
'I suppose he was riding too close to Mr Tregear, and that they
came down together. Of course it is distressing, but I do not
think you need make yourself positively unhappy about it.'
'Would you not be unhappy if it were Mr Finn?' said Mary, jumping
up from her knees. 'I shall go to him. I should go mad if I were
to remain here and know nothing about it but what Silverbridge
will tell me.'
'I will telegraph Mr Finn.'
'Mr Finn won't care. Men are so heartless. They write about each
other just as though it did not signify in the least whether
anybody were dead or alive. I shall go to him.'
'You cannot do that.'
'I don't care now what anybody may think. I choose to be
considered as belonging to him, and if papa were here I would do
the same.' It was of course not difficult to make her understand
that she could not go to Harrington, but it was by no means easy
to keep her tranquil. She would send a telegram herself. This was
debated for a long time, till at last Lady Mary insisted that she
was not subject to Mrs Finn's authority.
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