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Trollope, Anthony, 1815-1882

"The Eustace Diamonds"

She answered
this letter at once. She was sorry to say that she was much too ill to
travel, or even to think of travelling. Such was her present condition
that she doubted greatly whether she would ever again be able to leave the
two rooms to which she was at present confined. All that remained to her
in life was to watch her own blue waves from the casement of her dear
husband's castle--that casement at which he had loved to sit--and to make
herself happy in the smiles of her child. A few months would see the last
of it all, and then, perhaps, they who had trampled her to death would
feel some pang of remorse as they thought of her early fate. She had given
her evidence once and had told all the truth--though she was now aware
that she need not have done so, as she had been defrauded of a vast amount
of property through the gross negligence of the police. She was advised
now by persons who seemed really to understand the law, that she could
recover the value of the diamonds which her dear, dear husband had given
her, from the freeholders of the parish in which the robbery had taken
place. She feared that her health did not admit of the necessary exertion.


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