You'll find that she
can't remain here. And that other woman will be in prison before the
week's over, I should say, unless she runs away."
There was not much of comfort to be obtained by any of them from Lord
George, who was quite as harsh to Mrs. Carbuncle as he had been to Lizzie
Eustace. He remained in Hertford Street for an hour, and then took his
leave, saying that he thought that he also should go abroad. "I didn't
think," he said, "that anything could have hurt my character much; but
upon my word, between you and Lady Eustace, I begin to find that in every
deep there may be a lower depth. All the town has given me the credit for
stealing her ladyship's necklace, and now I shall be mixed up in this mock
marriage. I shouldn't wonder if Rooper were to send his bill in to me."
(Mr. Rooper was the keeper of the hotel in Albemarle Street.) "I think I
shall follow Sir Griffin abroad. You have made England too hot to hold
me."
And so he left them.
The evening of that day was a terrible time to the three ladies in
Hertford Street, and the following day was almost worse. Nobody came to
see them, and not one of them dared to speak of the future.
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