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"
Men
do
that
,
"
Becky
answered
bitterly
.
"
Women
are
not
so
bad
as
you
.
Last
year
,
when
we
were
reduced
to
our
last
guinea
,
she
gave
us
everything
.
She
shall
never
leave
me
,
until
we
are
ruined
utterly
ourselves
,
which
does
not
seem
far
off
,
or
until
I
can
pay
her
the
utmost
farthing
.
"
"
--
--
--
it
,
how
much
is
it
?
"
said
the
Peer
with
an
oath
.
And
Becky
,
reflecting
on
the
largeness
of
his
means
,
mentioned
not
only
the
sum
which
she
had
borrowed
from
Miss
Briggs
,
but
one
of
nearly
double
the
amount
.
This
caused
the
Lord
Steyne
to
break
out
in
another
brief
and
energetic
expression
of
anger
,
at
which
Rebecca
held
down
her
head
the
more
and
cried
bitterly
.
"
I
could
not
help
it
.
It
was
my
only
chance
.
I
dare
not
tell
my
husband
.
He
would
kill
me
if
I
told
him
what
I
have
done
.
I
have
kept
it
a
secret
from
everybody
but
you
--
and
you
forced
it
from
me
.
Ah
,
what
shall
I
do
,
Lord
Steyne
?
for
I
am
very
,
very
unhappy
!
"
Lord
Steyne
made
no
reply
except
by
beating
the
devil
's
tattoo
and
biting
his
nails
.
At
last
he
clapped
his
hat
on
his
head
and
flung
out
of
the
room
.
Rebecca
did
not
rise
from
her
attitude
of
misery
until
the
door
slammed
upon
him
and
his
carriage
whirled
away
.
Then
she
rose
up
with
the
queerest
expression
of
victorious
mischief
glittering
in
her
green
eyes
.
She
burst
out
laughing
once
or
twice
to
herself
,
as
she
sat
at
work
,
and
sitting
down
to
the
piano
,
she
rattled
away
a
triumphant
voluntary
on
the
keys
,
which
made
the
people
pause
under
her
window
to
listen
to
her
brilliant
music
.
That
night
,
there
came
two
notes
from
Gaunt
House
for
the
little
woman
,
the
one
containing
a
card
of
invitation
from
Lord
and
Lady
Steyne
to
a
dinner
at
Gaunt
House
next
Friday
,
while
the
other
enclosed
a
slip
of
gray
paper
bearing
Lord
Steyne
's
signature
and
the
address
of
Messrs.
Jones
,
Brown
,
and
Robinson
,
Lombard
Street
.
Rawdon
heard
Becky
laughing
in
the
night
once
or
twice
.
It
was
only
her
delight
at
going
to
Gaunt
House
and
facing
the
ladies
there
,
she
said
,
which
amused
her
so
.
But
the
truth
was
that
she
was
occupied
with
a
great
number
of
other
thoughts
.
Should
she
pay
off
old
Briggs
and
give
her
her
conge
?
Should
she
astonish
Raggles
by
settling
his
account
?
She
turned
over
all
these
thoughts
on
her
pillow
,
and
on
the
next
day
,
when
Rawdon
went
out
to
pay
his
morning
visit
to
the
Club
,
Mrs.
Crawley
(
in
a
modest
dress
with
a
veil
on
)
whipped
off
in
a
hackney-coach
to
the
City
:
and
being
landed
at
Messrs.
Jones
and
Robinson
's
bank
,
presented
a
document
there
to
the
authority
at
the
desk
,
who
,
in
reply
,
asked
her
"
How
she
would
take
it
?
"
She
gently
said
"
she
would
take
a
hundred
and
fifty
pounds
in
small
notes
and
the
remainder
in
one
note
"
:
and
passing
through
St
Paul
's
Churchyard
stopped
there
and
bought
the
handsomest
black
silk
gown
for
Briggs
which
money
could
buy
;
and
which
,
with
a
kiss
and
the
kindest
speeches
,
she
presented
to
the
simple
old
spinster
.
Then
she
walked
to
Mr.
Raggles
,
inquired
about
his
children
affectionately
,
and
gave
him
fifty
pounds
on
account
.
Then
she
went
to
the
livery-man
from
whom
she
jobbed
her
carriages
and
gratified
him
with
a
similar
sum
.
"
And
I
hope
this
will
be
a
lesson
to
you
,
Spavin
,
"
she
said
,
"
and
that
on
the
next
drawing-room
day
my
brother
,
Sir
Pitt
,
will
not
be
inconvenienced
by
being
obliged
to
take
four
of
us
in
his
carriage
to
wait
upon
His
Majesty
,
because
my
own
carriage
is
not
forthcoming
.
"
It
appears
there
had
been
a
difference
on
the
last
drawing-room
day
.
Hence
the
degradation
which
the
Colonel
had
almost
suffered
,
of
being
obliged
to
enter
the
presence
of
his
Sovereign
in
a
hack
cab
.
