'What! you are then Lady Georgina Fawley!' he cried, striking an attitude.
'I think you knew my husband, Sir Evelyn Fawley, and my father, Lord Kynaston.'
No, I will not let you take this, Lois; this is my jewel-box--it contains all that remains of the Fawley family jewels.
Jude Fawley shouldered his tool-basket and resumed his lonely way, filled with an ardour at which he mentally stood at gaze.
I have it. Vienna, a carriage with footmen in red livery, a noble presence, a crowd of wits--poets, artists, politicians--pressing eagerly round the landau." That was my mental picture as I sat and confronted you: I understand it all now; this is Lady Georgina Fawley!'