"Mr. Edward Ferrars, the very young man I used to joke with you about (but, however, as it turns out, I am monstrous glad there never was any thing in it), Mr. Edward Ferrars, it seems, has been engaged above this twelvemonth to my cousin Lucy! -- There's for you, my dear! -- And not a creature knowing a syllable of the matter except Nancy!"

Wrong, and wrong.

But, "though Lucy has next to nothing herself, she knows better than anybody how to make the most of everything;"