"
"Who tells you so?"
"Various people. Mr. Camperdown."
"If you, my lord, intend to take an attorney's word against mine, and that
on a matter as to which no one but myself can know the truth, then you are
not fit to be my husband. The diamonds are my own, and should you and I
become man and wife, they must remain so by special settlement. While I
choose to keep them they will be mine, to do with them as I please. It
will be my pleasure, when my boy marries, to hang them round his bride's
neck." She carried herself well, and spoke her words with dignity.
"What I have got to say is this," began Lord Fawn. "I must consider our
engagement as at an end unless you will give them up to Mr. Camperdown."
"I will not give them up to Mr. Camperdown."
"Then--then--then----"
"And I make bold to tell you, Lord Fawn, that you are not behaving to me
like a man of honour. I shall now leave the matter in the hands of my
cousin, Mr. Greystock." Then she sailed out of the room, and Lord Fawn was
driven to escape from the house as he might. He stood about the room for
five minutes with his hat in his hand, and then walked down and let
himself out of the front door.
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