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Burke; "I don't like to expose Lord Clonbrony; he is a well-meaning gentleman, misled by ignorant or designing people; at all events, it is not for us to expose him." "He has exposed himself," said Mrs. Burke; "and the world should know it." "He was very kind to me when I was a young man," said Mr. Burke; "we must not forget that now, because we are angry, my love."
But Lady Clonbrony had not, for her own part, the slightest notion how people could be brought to this pass, nor how any body out of Bedlam could prefer, to a good house, a decent equipage, and a proper establishment, what is called love in a cottage.
'Is it possible to resist that voice that look? thought Lord Colambre. 'If anybody knew, said Lady Clonbrony, 'if anybody could conceive, how I detest the sight, the thoughts of that old yellow damask furniture, in the drawing-room at Clonbrony Castle
'And, lest you should be jealous of that half-hour when he was accompanying me, said Lord Clonbrony, 'I must remark, that, though I had his body with me, I had none of his mind; that he left at home with you ladies, or with some fair one across the water, for the deuce of two words did he bestow upon me, with all his pretence of accompanying me.
Though embarrassed by this unusual encumbrance of learning, he endeavoured to make all subservient to his immediate design, of paying his court to Lady Clonbrony, by forwarding the object she had most anxiously in view the match between her son and Miss Broadhurst.
He is no friend of mine, I can assure you nor any such sort of person. 'I thought it was impossible! cried Colambre, with exultation. 'I only wish your father, Colambre, could say as much, added Lady Clonbrony. Lord Colambre's countenance fell again; and again he was silent for some time. 'Does my father dine at home, ma'am? 'I suppose not; he seldom dines at home.
"Then I will mention it," cried Lord Clonbrony: "at the loss it will be of nearly half the estate he would have had, if we had not spent it." "Loss! Oh, I am excessively sorry my son's to be at such a loss it must not be." "It cannot be otherwise," said Lord Clonbrony; "nor it can't be this way either, my Lady Clonbrony, unless you comply with his condition, and consent to return to Ireland."
I will never give up my taste on that PINT. My happiness has a right to be as much considered as your father's, Colambre, or anybody's; and, in one word, I won't do it, cried she, rising angrily from the breakfast-table. 'There! did not I tell you how it would be? cried Lord Clonbrony.
Dareville had, in her mimickry, perhaps a little exaggerated as to the TEEBLES and CHEERS, but still the general likeness of the representation of Lady Clonbrony was strong enough to strike and vex her son.
You do not know what will happen, this very day this very hour, perhaps if you do not listen to me." "And what will happen?" said Lady Clonbrony, stopping short. "Ay, indeed; she little knows," said Lord Clonbrony, "what's hanging over her head." "Hanging over my head?" said Lady Clonbrony, looking up; "nonsense! what?" "An execution, madam!" said Lord Colambre.
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