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Portrait of Barry Pain Barry Pain City Chronicles — XI. The Fylmire Diamond (1901)

I mean your suggestion that—er—Lady Fylmire was playing a practical joke on me."
"This is too bad," said Mr. Reeves. "That was your own idea, Sir George. I have decided opinions about diamonds, but I don't know enough of the ways of great ladies to have the right to criticise them."
"Well, somebody said something, and it was wrong. It was a mere mistake. Acting on my advice, Lady Fylmire had a copy of the diamond made. Not being an expert, she was unable to distinguish between the two. She gave me the copy, fully believing it to be the original."
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Portrait of Barry Pain Barry Pain City Chronicles — XI. The Fylmire Diamond (1901)

XI.—THE FYLMIRE DIAMOND. SIR George and Lady Fylmire were just finishing breakfast and a discussion in a small room on the ground floor at Fylmire Place.
"It's got to go," said Sir George doggedly. He was a tired man of about thirty-three.
"It shan't, then," said her Ladyship. "I can't think how we come to be in a hole like this. How is it?"
"Don't know. Happens so. The farms don't let, or let for half nothing. We spend twice as much as the governor did, and we get half as much. Something of the kind. Why bother? We've got to make something to be going on with."
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Portrait of Barry Pain Barry Pain City Chronicles — XI. The Fylmire Diamond (1901)

You will take this imitation back to her, and give any reason but the right one for not having sold it. Then wait for some occasion on which she would naturally wear the Fylmire diamond. If the real stone is still in her possession, she will wear that and not the imitation. Of that I feel absolutely certain."
"So do I," said Sir George. "But you leave out one important point. I am not an expert. I should not know the difference between the sham and the real, even in the brightest light."
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