"To satisfy my honour," he then said.

As she made him no immediate answer, he continued,--"It would not suit my views that my wife should be seen wearing the jewels of the Eustace family." "I don't want to wear them," said Lizzie.
"Then why should you desire to keep them ?" "Because they are my own.

Because I do not choose to be put upon.
Because I will not allow such a cunning old snake as Mr.Camperdown to rob me of my property.

They are my own, and you should defend my right to them." "Do you mean to say that you will not oblige me by doing what I ask you ?" "I will not be robbed of what is my own," said Lizzie.
"Then I must declare--" and now Lord Fawn spoke very slowly--"then I must declare that under these circumstances, let the consequences be what they may, I must retreat from the enviable position which your favour has given me." The words were cold and solemn, and were ill-spoken; but they were deliberate, and had been indeed actually learned by heart.
"What do you mean ?" said Lizzie, flashing round upon him.
"I mean what I say,--exactly.

But perhaps it may be well that I should explain my motives more clearly." "I don't know anything about motives, and I don't care anything about motives.