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'Not at all, said he; 'I never was fonder of Judy than at this present speaking; and to prove it to you, said he and he took from my hand a halfpenny change that I had just got along with my tobacco 'and to prove it to you, Thady, says he, 'it's a toss-up with me which I should marry this minute, her or Mr. Moneygawl of Mount Juliet's Town's daughter so it is.
For the nature of Juliet's argument I must be content to refer any curious reader to the false defenses made, and lies spoken for God, in many a pulpit and many a volume, by the worshipers of letter and system, who for their sakes "accept His person," and plead unrighteously for Him.
Well, old Capilet that was Juliet's feyther he finds a husband for Juliet, a nice chap enough, a count, like Lord Barfield, on'y younger an' likelier. An' Juliet, she gets welly mad, because she wants to marry Romeo. And then, to mek matters wuss, Romeo meets one o' Juliet's relations, a young man named Tybalt, as hates him like pison, an' they fowt, an' Romeo killed him.
"On second thoughts no!" "Why second thoughts?" he demanded. Her colour rose faintly. "Because I think second thoughts are kinder." Fielding turned suddenly crimson. "So I'm a cad and a bounder, am I?" he said furiously. Juliet's eyes contemplated him without a hint of dismay. There was even behind their serenity the faint glint of a smile. "I think that is putting it rather strongly," she said.
'My Lady Rackrent! says Sir Condy, in a surprise; 'why it's but two days since we parted, as you very well know, Thady, in her full health and spirits, and she, and her maid along with her, going to Mount Juliet's Town on her jaunting-car. 'She'll never ride no more on her jaunting-car, said Judy, 'for it has been the death of her, sure enough. And is she dead then? says his honour.
If he ever fell into moodiness it was partly constitutional with him the shadow fled away at the first approach of that "loveliest weight on lightest foot." The sweet Veronese had nestled in his empty heart, and filled it with music. The ghosts and visions that used to haunt him were laid forever by Juliet's magic. Happy Juliet! Her beauty had taken a new gloss.
Lizzie had noted all this in Juliet's case, but had taken for granted that her own was different; that she formed, for Deering, the exception which every woman secretly supposes herself to formin the experience of the man she loves.
But here's what will please you, ma'am a letter from Mount Juliet's Town for my lady. With that she snatches it from me without a word more, and runs up the back stairs to my mistress; I follows with a slate to make up the window. This window was in the long passage, or gallery, as my lady gave out orders to have it called, in the gallery leading to my master's bedchamber and hers.
Then, leaning her cheek upon her hand, she poured forth Juliet's impassioned apostrophe. When she came to the passage, "O Romeo, Romeo! wherefore art thou Romeo?" she was startled by a rustling of the leaves behind her. She paused and looked round fearfully. A blackbird darted out of the hedge and away over the fields.
Vanno had not gone so far as to fall in love at first sight; yet coming back from the desert with his heart open to beauty and romance, he had been willing to let himself go to the brink, or over it, if it were worth while, else he would not have followed Juliet's eyes. But he wished to have nothing to do with the white angel if she were a fallen angel.
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