I tell you, Lizzie Greystock, or Eustace, or whatever your name is, it's downright picking and stealing.

I suppose you want to sell them." "I won't stand this, Aunt Penelope!" said Lizzie, rising from her seat.
"You must stand it;--and you'll have to stand worse than that.

You don't suppose Mr.Camperdown got me to come here for nothing.

If you don't want to be made out to be a thief before all the world--" "I won't stand it!" shrieked Lizzie.

"You have no business to come here and say such things to me.