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Trollope, Anthony, 1815-1882

"The Eustace Diamonds"


Camperdown had abandoned his action for the present because the jewels had
been stolen."
"Not a bit of it," said Lizzie, rising suddenly to her legs. "Who says so?
Who dares to say so? Whoever says so is--is a story-teller. I understand
all about that. The action could go on just the same, and I could be made
to pay for the necklace out of my own income if it hadn't been my own. I
am sure, Lord Fawn, such a clever man as you, and one who has always been
in the Government and in Parliament, can see that. And will anybody
believe that such an enemy as Mr. Camperdown has been to me, persecuting
me in every possible way, telling lies about everybody, who tried to
prevent my dear, darling husband from marrying me, that he wouldn't go on
with it if he could?"
"Mr. Camperdown is a very respectable man, Lady Eustace."
"Respectable! Talk to me of respectable after all that he has made me
suffer! As you were so fond of making inquiries, Lord Fawn, you ought to
have gone on with them. You never would believe what my cousin said."
"Your cousin always behaved very badly to me."
"My cousin, who is a brother rather than a cousin, has known how to
protect me from the injuries done to me, or rather, has known how to take
my part when I have been injured.


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