Louisa looked into his eyes. “Nothing is all right. Nothing will ever be all right again. I counted on you. I believed you. I didn’t ever think there was any reason not to believe you. I am in shock. Of all the people I know, you would be the last one I would guess to let me down. I still can’t believe—”
 
 "Louisa, I’m here. Has the carriage arrived?”
 
 "Not yet,” Percy answered in almost a whisper.
 
 "Percy said you are ill?"
 
 "Yes, my stomach is turning, and there is bile in my throat,” she said, staring at Percy.
 
 "Here you are, Amelia. I see it’s pulling up." He turned, “Percy, are you coming with us?”
 
 "No," Louisa said quickly. "He is certainly not coming with us.”
 
 Amelia looked at Percy. Percy's face showed his feelings. 'She knows, and she’s not going to forgive you for betraying her.'