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In Which Lord Steyne Shows Himself in a Most Amiable Light

           Butwhohadmadehertellit?"Ah,myLord,"shesaid,"youdon’tknowallIhavetosufferandbearinsilence;youseemegayandhappybeforeyouyoulittleknowwhatIhavetoendurewhenthereisnoprotectornearme.Itwasmyhusband,bythreatsandthemostsavagetreatment,forcedmetoaskforthatsumaboutwhichIdeceivedyou.Itwashewho,foreseeingthatquestionsmightbeaskedregardingthedisposalofthemoney,forcedmetoaccountforitasIdid.Hetookthemoney.HetoldmehehadpaidMissBriggs;Ididnotwant,Ididnotdaretodoubthim.Pardonthewrongwhichadesperatemanisforcedtocommit,andpityamiserable,miserablewoman."Sheburstintotearsasshespoke.Persecutedvirtueneverlookedmorebewitchinglywretched.

           Theyhadalongconversation,drivingroundandroundtheRegent’sParkinMrs.Crawley’scarriagetogether,aconversationofwhichitisnotnecessarytorepeatthedetails,buttheupshotofitwasthat,whenBeckycamehome,sheflewtoherdearBriggswithasmilingfaceandannouncedthatshehadsomeverygoodnewsforher.LordSteynehadactedinthenoblestandmostgenerousmanner.Hewasalwaysthinkinghowandwhenhecoulddogood.NowthatlittleRawdonwasgonetoschool,adearcompanionandfriendwasnolongernecessarytoher.

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