Elizabeth brushes a loose curl of brown hair out of her eyes and smiles encouragingly. "It is a great thing to possess," she says, firmly. "Where a heart beats still, there ought to be hope. My father taught me as much."
Lord Weir taught his daughter a great many things, and she wonders what he would think if he knew the ways she employs his lessons. He always encouraged her curiosity and adventurous spirit -- does he regret that, now?
Unbeknownst to the young Englishwoman, her father is past regretting anything, and her mother alone rues the way he raised her. For the time being, it seems unlikely she'll ever discover this.