"
"Torriloo, tooriloo, tooriloo, looriloo," said Lizzie, in contemptuous
disdain of her friend's caution..
"And then all this trouble about the diamonds and the robberies will be
over," continued Mrs. Carbuncle. Lizzie looked at her very intently. What
should make Mrs. Carbuncle suppose that there need be, or indeed could be,
any further trouble about the diamonds?
"So, that's your advice," said Lizzie, "I'm half inclined to take it, and
perhaps I shall. However, I have brought him round, and that's something,
my dear. And either one way or the other, I shall let him know that I like
my triumph. I was determined to have it, and I've got it." Then she read
the letter again very seriously. Could she possibly marry a man who in so
many words told her that he didn't want her? Well, she thought she could.
Was not everybody treating everybody else much in the same way? Had she
not loved her Corsair truly, and how had he treated her? Had she not been
true, disinterested, and most affectionate to Frank Greystock; and what
had she got from him? To manage her business wisely, and put herself upon
firm ground, that was her duty at present.
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