It does not suit me to be tame. It is not my
plan to be tame. Have you heard the cause of the disagreement between Lord
Fawn and me?"
"Well--no."
"Tell the truth, Lucy."
"How dare you tell me to tell the truth? Of course I tell the truth. I
believe it is something about some property which he wants you to give
back to somebody; but I don't know any more."
"Yes, my dear husband, Sir Florian, who understood me--whom I idolised--
who seemed to have been made for me--gave me a present. Lord Fawn is
pleased to say that he does not approve of my keeping any gift from my
late lord. Considering that he intends to live upon the wealth which Sir
Florian was generous enough to bestow upon me, this does seem to be
strange! Of course I resented such interference. Would not you have
resented it?"
"I don't know," said Lucy, who thought that she could bring herself to
comply with any request made to her by Frank Greystock.
"Any woman who had a spark of spirit would resent it, and I have resented
it. I have told Lord Fawn that I will on no account part with the rich
presents which my adored Florian showered upon me in his generosity.
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