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Trollope, Anthony, 1815-1882

"The Eustace Diamonds"

He wasn't going to stand any more
nonsense. He was entitled to an answer, and he knew that he was entitled,
by his rank and position, to a favourable answer. Here was a girl who, as
far as he knew, was without a shilling, of whose birth and parentage
nobody knew anything, who had nothing but her beauty to recommend her--
nothing but that and a certain capacity for carrying herself in the world
as he thought ladies should carry themselves; and she was to give herself
airs with him, and expect him to propose to her half a dozen times! By
George! he had a very good mind to go away and let her find out her
mistake. And he would have done so--only that he was a man who always
liked to have all that he wanted. It was intolerable to him that anybody
should refuse him anything. "Miss Roanoke," he said; and then he paused.
"Sir Griffin," said Lucinda, bowing her head.
"Perhaps you will condescend to remember what I had the honour of saying
to you as we rode into Kilmarnock last Wednesday."
"I had just been dragged out of a river, Sir Griffin, and I don't think
any girl ought to be asked to remember what was said to her in that
condition.


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