The two men were, as a matter of course, committed for trial at the
Central Criminal Court, and Lizzie Eustace was bound by certain penalties
to come forward when called upon, and give her evidence again.
"I am glad that it is over," said Frank, as he left her at Mrs.
Carbuncle's hall door.
"Oh, Frank, dearest Frank, where should I be if it were not for you?"
CHAPTER LXXV
LORD GEORGE GIVES HIS REASONS
Lady Eustace did not leave the house during the Saturday and Sunday, and
engaged herself exclusively with preparing for her journey. She had no
further interview with Mrs. Carbuncle, but there were messages between
them, and even notes were written. They resulted in nothing. Lizzie was
desirous of getting back the spoons and forks, and, if possible, some of
her money. The spoons and forks were out of Mrs. Carbuncle's power--in
Albemarle Street--and the money had, of course, been spent. Lizzie might
have saved herself the trouble, had it not been that it was a pleasure to
her to insult her late friend, even though, in doing so, new insults were
heaped upon her own head. As for the trumpery spoons, they--so said Mrs.
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