"I will say nothing about him—to you, Lady Glencora. It would not be proper that I should do so. But all that came of this wretched necklace. After that, can you wonder that I should say that I wish these stones had been thrown into the sea?"
"I suppose Lord Fawn will—will come all right again now?" said Lady Glencora.
"All right!" exclaimed Lizzie in astonishment.
"His objection to the marriage will now be over."
"I'm sure I do not in the least know what are his lordship's views," said Lizzie in scorn, "and, to tell the truth, I do not very much care."
"What I mean is, that he didn't like you to have the Eustace diamonds—"
"They were not Eustace diamonds. They were my diamonds."
"But he did not like you to have them; and as they are now gone—for ever—"
"Oh, yes;—they are gone for ever."
"His objection is gone too. Why don't you write to him, and make him come and see you? That's what I should do."