thought that he loved her; but, at any rate,
he was determined that he would marry her.

He had expressed himself more than once as very angry about this
affair of the jewels. He had told Mrs. Carbuncle that her inmate,
Lady Eustace, was suspected by the police, and that it might be well
that Lady Eustace should be--be made to go, in fact. But it did not
suit Mrs. Carbuncle that Lady Eustace should be made to go;--nor
did it suit Lord George de Bruce Carruthers. Lord George, at Mrs.
Carbuncle's instance, had snubbed Sir Griffin more than once, and
then it came to pass that he was snubbed yet again more violently
than before. He was at the house in Hertford Street on the day of Mr.
Bunfit's visit, some hours after Mr. Bunfit was gone, when Lizzie was
still lying on her bed up-stairs, nearly beaten by the great danger
which had oppressed her. He was told of Mr. Bunfit's visit, and then
again said that he thought that the continued residence of Lady
Eustace beneath that roof was a misfortune. "Would you wish us
to turn her out because her necklace has been stolen?" asked Mrs.
Carbuncle.

"People say very queer things," said Sir Griffin.

"So they do, Sir Griffin," continued Mrs. Carbuncle. "They say such
queer things that I can hardly understand that they should be allowed
to say them. I am told that the police absolutely suggest that Lord
George stole the diamonds."

"That's nonsense."

"No doubt, Sir Griffin. And so is the other nonsense. Do you mean to
tell us that you believe that Lady Eustace stole her own diamonds?"

"I don't see the use of having her here. Situated as I am, I have a
right to object to it."

"Situated as you are, Sir Griffin!" said Lucinda.

"Well;--yes, of course; if we are to be married, I cannot but think a
good deal of the persons you stay with."

"You were very glad to stay yourself with Lady Eustace at Portray,"
said Lucinda.

"I went there to follow you," said Sir Griffin gallantly.

"I wish with all my heart you had stayed away," said Lucinda. At
that moment Lord George was shown into the room, and Miss Roanoke
continued speaking, determined that Lord George should know how the
bear was conducting himself. "Sir Griffin is saying that my aunt
ought to turn Lady Eustace out of the house."

"Not quite that," said Sir Griffin with an attempt at laughter.

"Quite that," said Lucinda. "I don't suppose that he suspects poor
Lady Eustace, but he thinks that my aunt's friend should be