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Trollope, Anthony, 1815-1882

"The Eustace Diamonds"

But as a man and a friend I do advise you to give them up."
"Never."
"You must, of course, judge for yourself, but that is my advice. You had
better, however, hear my whole story."
"Certainly," said Lizzie. Her whole manner was now changed. She had
extricated herself from the crouching position in which her feet, her
curl, her arms, her whole body had been so arranged as to combine the
charm of her beauty with the charm of proffered intimacy. Her dress was
such as a woman would wear to receive her brother, and yet it had been
studied. She had no gems about her but what she might well wear in her
ordinary life, and yet the very rings on her fingers had not been put on
without reference to her cousin Frank. Her position had been one of
lounging ease, such as a woman might adopt when all alone, giving herself
all the luxuries of solitude; but she had adopted it in special reference
to cousin Frank. Now she was in earnest, with business before her; and
though it may be said of her that she could never forget her appearance in
presence of a man whom she desired to please, her curl and rings, and
attitude were for the moment in the background.


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