s gone. Though why Lubin, I cannot guess. The normal Lubin
to me is a stupid fellow always in love. Herriot is not stupid and is
never in love."

"Nevertheless, he is Lubin if I choose to call him so. Why did he
twiddle his thumbs instead of talking? Have you heard anything of
Lord Fawn?"

"I have had a letter from your brother-in-law."

"And what is John the Just pleased to say?"

"John the Just, which is a better name for the man than the
other, has been called up to London, much against his will, by Mr.
Camperdown."

"Who is Samuel the Unjust." Mr. Camperdown's name was Samuel.

"And now wants to know where this terrible necklace is at this
present moment." He paused a moment, but Lizzie did not answer him.
"I suppose you have no objection to telling me where it is."

"None in the least:--or to giving it you to keep for me, only that
I would not so far trouble you. But I have an objection to telling
them. They are my enemies. Let them find out."

"You are wrong, Lizzie. You do not want, or at any rate should not
want, to have any secret in the matter."

"They are here,--in the castle; in the very place in which Sir
Florian kept them when he gave them to me. Where should my own jewels
be but in my own house? What does that Mr. Dove say, who was to be
asked about them? No doubt they can pay a barrister to say anything."

"Lizzie, you think too hardly of people."

"And do not people think too hardly of me? Does not all this amount
to an accusation against me that I am a thief? Am I not persecuted
among them? Did not this impudent attorney stop me in the public
street and accuse me of theft before my very servants? Have they not
so far succeeded in misrepresenting me, that the very man who is
engaged to be my husband betrays me? And now you are turning against
me? Can you wonder that I am hard?"

"I am not turning against you."

"Yes; you are. You take their part, and not mine, in everything.
I tell you what, Frank;--I would go out in that boat that you see
yonder, and drop the bauble into the sea, did I not know that they'd
drag it up again with their devilish ingenuity. If the stones would
burn, I would burn them. But the worst of it all is, that you are
becoming my enemy!" Then she burst into violent and almost hysteric
tears.

"It will be better that you should give them into the keeping of some
one whom you can both trust, till the law has decided to whom they
belong."

"I will never give them u