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'Well, well, let this dear good charmer take her own time, provided there's none given to affectation, or prudery, or coquetry; and from all these, of course, she must be free; and of course I must be content. As Lord Colambre was returning home, he was overtaken by Sir Terence O'Fay.

'Not even the civility to write with his own hand! only his signature to the scrawl looks as if it was written by a drunken man, does not it, Mr. Evans? said she, showing the letter to Lord Colambre, who immediately recognised the writing of Sir Terence O'Fay. 'It does not look like the hand of a gentleman, indeed, said Lord Colambre.

"Gracious me! an execution!" said Lady Clonbrony, sitting down again; "but I heard you talk of an execution months ago, my lord, before my son went to Ireland, and it blew over I heard no more of it." "It won't blow over now," said Lord Clonbrony; "you'll hear more of it now. Sir Terence O'Fay it was, you may remember, that settled it then." "Well, and can't he settle it now?

Soho's departure left him opportunity to speak, he stood silent, unable to recollect anything but Grace Nugent. When Grace Nugent left the room, after some minutes' silence, and some effort, Lord Colambre said to his mother, 'Pray, madam, do you know anything of Sir Terence O'Fay? 'I! Said Lady Clonbrony, drawing up her head proudly; 'I know he is a person I cannot endure.

"Though my act, in law, may not be valid till I am of age, my promise, as a man of honour, is binding now; and, I trust, would be as satisfactory to my father as any legal deed whatever." "Undoubtedly, my dear boy; but " "But what?" said Lord Colambre, following his father's eye, which turned to Sir Terence O'Fay, as if asking his permission to explain.

"How are you, Mordicai, my good fellow?" cried he, speaking with a strong Irish accent. "Who is this?" whispered Lord Colambre to the foreman, who was examining the curricle. "Sir Terence O'Fay, sir There must be entire new wheels."

'Yes, my lord, in his own room the agent from Ireland with him, on particular business desired not to be interrupted but I'll go and tell him, my lord, you are come. Lord Colambre ran past the servant, as he spoke made his way into the room found his father, Sir Terence O'Fay, and Mr.

"Well, well, let this dear good charmer take her own time, provided there's none given to affectation, or prudery, or coquetry; and from all these, of course, she must be free; and of course I must be content. Adieu." As Lord Colambre was returning home, he was overtaken by Sir Terence O'Fay.

"Yes, my lord, in his own room the agent from Ireland with him, on particular business desired not to be interrupted but I'll go and tell him, my lord, you are come." Lord Colambre ran past the servant, as he spoke made his way into the room found his father, Sir Terence O'Fay, and Mr.

"Ay," cried Lord Clonbrony, to strengthen his assertion, as he always thought it necessary to do, by quoting some other person's opinion "so Sir Terence O'Fay always says, and that's the reason your mother can't endure poor Terry You don't know Terry? No, you have only seen him; but, indeed, to see him is to know him; for he is the most off-hand, good fellow in Europe."