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No! he ought not, nor shan't die in peace, if he don't pay his debts; and if you are all so mighty sorry, ladies, there's the gentleman you may kneel to; if tenderness is the order of the day, it's for the son to show it, not me. Ay, now, Mr. Berryl, cried he, as Mr. Berryl took up the bond to sign it, 'you're beginning to know I'm not a fool to be trifled with.
"True! very true, Lady Berryl," interrupted Lady Clonbrony; "and I'll be as delicate as you please about it afterwards: but, in the first and foremost place, I must tell her the best part of the story that she's an heiress; that never killed any body!"
Berryl took up the bond to sign it, "you're beginning to know I'm not a fool to be trifled with. Stop your hand, if you choose it, sir, it's all the same to me: the person, or the money, I'll carry with me out of this house." Mr. Berryl signed the bond, and threw it to him. "There, monster! quit the house!"
Come here on the day you promised my aunt you would; before that time I shall be in Cambridgeshire, with my friend Lady Berryl; she is so good as to come to Buxton for me I shall remain with her, instead of returning to Ireland.
'Be that as it may, said Miss Nugent; 'my friend did not like, and would not accept, of the man of gallantry; so he retired and comforted himself with a copy of verses. Then came a man of wit but still it was wit without worth; and presently came "worth without wit." She preferred "wit and worth united," which she fortunately at last found, Lord Colambre, in your friend, Sir Arthur Berryl.
Consult what you'll do now, behind my back or before my face, it comes to the same thing; for nothing will do but my money or your bond, Mr. Berryl. The arrest is made on the person of your father, luckily made while the breath is still in the body. Yes start forward to strike me, if you dare your father, Sir John Berryl, sick or well, is my prisoner. Lady Berryl and Mr.
No one else knows my mind so perfectly yet my aunt is very good, and my dear uncle! should not I go to him? But he is not my uncle, she is not my aunt. I cannot bring myself to think that they are not my relations, and that I am nothing to them. 'You may be everything to them, my dear Grace, said Lady Berryl; 'whenever you please, you may be their daughter.
Berryl must just run over his name again in your presence, my lord, with a dry pen," said Mordicai, putting the pen into Mr. Berryl's hand. "No, sir," said Lord Colambre, "my friend shall never sign it." "As you please, my lord the bond or the body, before I quit this house," said Mordicai. "Neither, sir, shall you have: and you quit this house directly." "How! how! my lord, how's this?"
The sudden illness of Sir John Berryl spread an alarm among his creditors which brought to light at once the disorder of his affairs, of which his son had no knowledge or suspicion. Lady Berryl had been a very expensive woman, especially in equipages; and Mordicai, the coachmaker, appeared at this time the foremost and the most inexorable of their creditors.
Lord Colambre introduced him to his mother, by whom he was graciously received; for Mr. Berryl was a young gentleman of good figure, good address, good family, heir to a good fortune, and in every respect a fit match for Miss Nugent.
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