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"And you think that that which I have found so insufficient for myself, would be enough for both of us?" "You must make it enough, Kilcullen in order that there may be something left to enable you to keep up your title when I am gone."
About nine o'clock on the following morning Lord Kilcullen was still in bed, but awake. His servant had been ordered to bring him hot water, and he was seriously thinking of getting up, and facing the troubles of the day, when a very timid knock at the door announced to him that some stranger was approaching.
She suggested the Newbridge Barracks, where the dragoons were; and the Curragh, where perhaps some stray denizen of pleasure might be found, neither too bad for Grey Abbey, nor too good to be acceptable to Lord Kilcullen; and at last it was decided that a certain Captain Cokely, and Mat Tierney, should be asked.
One cries out, "what are you at?" the other, "what are you after?" Every one is saying what a fool you are! Kilcullen is at Grey Abbey, with the evident intention of superseding you in possession of Miss W , and, what is much more to his taste, as it would be to mine, of her fortune.
Mat was only taking a rise out of you." "Not at all: he was not only speaking seriously, but he told me what I'm very sure was the truth, as far as Lord Kilcullen was concerned. I mean, I'm sure Kilcullen said it, and in the most public manner he could; and now, the question is, what had I better do?" "There's no doubt as to what you'd better do; the question is what you'd rather do?"
"Lord Kilcullen, your mother and I " began the father, intent on at once commenting on the iniquity of the late arrival; when he saw the figure of a very stout gentleman, amply wrapped up in travelling habiliments, follow his son into the inner hall. "Tierney, my lord," said the son, "was good enough to come down with me.
He won the Oaks twice himself, and that not so very long ago; and his own son, Kilcullen, is deeper a good deal on the turf than I am, and, by a long chalk less likely to pull through, as I take it. But here's the Connaught man on the stairs, I could swear to Galway by the tread of his foot!" and Martin knocked at the door, and walked in.
It was true that, in spite of her present anger, Fanny dearly loved Lord Ballindine, and was dearly loved by him; and that Lord Kilcullen was not a man to love or be loved; but then, the Kelly's Court rents what were they to the Grey Abbey rents? Not a twentieth part of them!
"I've stated so everywhere publicly; but I dare say, she'll give him her money, nevertheless. She's not the girl to give over a man, if she's really fond of him." "But, my dear Kilcullen, she has authorised me to give him a final answer, and I have done so. After that, you know, it would be quite impossible for her to to " "You'll see; she'll marry Lord Ballindine.
Will you not rather strive to forget him who has forgotten you?" "That is not true," interposed Fanny. "His conduct, unfortunately, proves that it is too true," continued Kilcullen. "He has forgotten you, and you cannot blame him that he should do so, now that you have rejected him; but he neglected you even before you did so.
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