"Or from giving them away,—say to a second husband."
"How little they know me!"
"Now I have told you all about Mr. Camperdown."
"Yes."
"And the next thing is to tell you about Lord Fawn."
"That is everything. I care nothing for Mr. Camperdown; nor yet for Mr. Dove,—if that is his absurd name. Lord Fawn is of more moment to me,—though, indeed, he has given me but little cause to say so."
"In the first place, I must explain to you that Lord Fawn is very unhappy."
"He may thank himself for it."
"He is pulled this way and that, and is half distraught; but he has stated with as much positive assurance as such a man can assume, that the match must be regarded as broken off unless you will at once restore the necklace."
"He does?"