" Then they all laughed, and were very much
amused. It was quite agreed among them that Lizzie bore her loss very
well.
"I shouldn't care the least for losing them," said Lizzie, "only that
Florian gave them to me. They have been such a vexation to me that to be
without them will be a comfort." Her desk had been brought into the
carriage, and was now used as a foot-stool in place of the box which was
gone.
They arrived at Mrs. Carbuncle's house in Hertford Street quite late,
between ten and eleven; but a note had been sent from Lizzie to her cousin
Frank's address from the Euston Square station by a commissionnaire.
Indeed, two notes were sent--one to the House of Commons, and the other to
the Grosvenor Hotel. "My necklace has been stolen. Come to me early to-
morrow at Mrs. Carbuncle's house, No.--Hertford Street." And he did come,
before Lizzie was up. Crabstick brought her mistress word that Mr.
Greystock was in the parlour soon after nine o'clock. Lizzie again hurried
on her clothes so that she might see her cousin, taking care as she did,
so that though her toilet might betray haste, it should not be other than
charming.
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