suppose,--of the safe sort. I don't know that
anything else is necessary." From which it will be seen that Mr.
Wilson had his own opinion about church matters, and also that people
very high up in the world were concerning themselves about poor
Lizzie's affairs.

Lady Eustace did go to Lady Glencora's evening party, in spite of Mr.
Camperdown and all her difficulties. Lady Chiltern had been quite
right in saying that Lizzie was not the woman to show the white
feather. She went, knowing that she would meet Lord Fawn, and she did
wear the diamonds. It was the first time that they had been round her
neck since the occasion in respect to which Sir Florian had placed
them in her hands, and it had not been without much screwing up of
her courage that she had resolved to appear on this occasion with the
much-talked-of ornament upon her person. It was now something over
a fortnight since she had parted with Lord Fawn at Fawn Court; and,
although they were still presumed to be engaged to marry each other,
and were both living in London, she had not seen him since. A sort
of message had reached her, through Frank Greystock, to the effect
that Lord Fawn thought it as well that they should not meet till
the matter was settled. Stipulations had been made by Frank on her
behalf, and this had been inserted among them. She had received the
message with scorn,--with a mixture of scorn and gratitude,--of
scorn in regard to the man who had promised to marry her, and of
affectionate gratitude to the cousin who had made the arrangement.
"Of course I shall not wish to see him while he chooses to entertain
such an idea," she had said, "but I shall not keep out of his way.
You would not wish me to keep out of his way, Frank?" When she
received a card for Lady Glencora's party, very soon after this, she
was careful to answer it in such a manner as to impress Lady Glencora
with a remembrance of her assent. Lord Fawn would probably be
there,--unless he remained away in order to avoid her. Then she had
ten days in which to make up her mind as to wearing the diamonds. Her
courage was good; but then her ignorance was so great! She did not
know whether Mr. Camperdown might not contrive to have them taken
by violence from her neck, even on Lady Glencora's stairs. Her best
security,--so she thought,--would be in the fact that Mr. Camperdown
would not know of her purpose. She told no one,--not even Miss
Macnulty; but she appeared before that lady, arra