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Good-hearted beings! added Lady Dashfort, marking a cloud gathering on Lord Colambre's countenance. 'I laugh at them, because I love them. I could not love anything I might not laugh at your lordship excepted. So you'll come that's settled. And so it was settled. Our hero went to Killpatrickstown.
And as to the rest, you know a young man is always welcome every-where, a young nobleman kindly welcome, I won't say such a young man, and such a young nobleman, for that might put you to pour bows or your blushes but NOBILITAS by itself, nobility is enough in all parties, in all families, where there are girls, and of course balls, as there are always at Killpatrickstown.
'Bless you! don't let that be a stumbling-block in the way of your tender conscience. I am going to Killpatrickstown, where you'll be as welcome as light. You know them, they know you; at least you shall have a proper letter of invitation from my Lord and my Lady Killpatrick, and all that.
In the neighbourhood of Killpatrickstown, Lady Dashfort said, there were several SQUIREENS, or little squires; a race of men who have succeeded to the BUCKEENS, described by Young and Crumpe.
Count O'Halloran was too polite to deny his acquaintance with a lady who challenged it by thus naming him; but he had not the slightest recollection of her, though it seems he had met her on the stairs when he visited Lady Dashfort at Killpatrickstown.
Then turning to the officers, he said he had just heard that several regiments of English militia had lately landed in Ireland; that one regiment was arrived at Killpatrickstown. He rejoiced in the advantages Ireland, and he hoped he might be permitted to add, England, would probably derive from the exchange of the militia of both countries; habits would be improved, ideas enlarged.
He was surprised at the discovery, that there were so many agreeable, well-informed, and well-bred people, of whom, while he was at Killpatrickstown, he had seen nothing. He now discerned how far he had been deceived by Lady Dashfort.
But, since it seems annoying and inopportune, I shall take my FINALE, and shall thus have a verbal P.P.C. as you are leaving town, it seems, for Buxton so early in the morning. Lord Colambre would not have let her, if he could have helped it. 'Count O'Halloran, your most obedient! I had the honour of meeting you at Killpatrickstown, said Mrs. Petito, backing to the door, and twitching her shawl.
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