'It concerns her Highness ?' 'It concerns my daughter and her inheritance from her mad grandmother!' Mr.Adister rejoined loudly; and he continued like a retreating thunder: 'A princess with a title as empty as a skull! At best a princess of swamps, and swine that fight for acorns, and men that fight for swine!' Patrick caught a glance from Caroline, and the pair rose together.
'They did that in our mountains a couple of thousand years ago,' said Mr.Camminy, 'and the cause was not so bad, to judge by this ham.

Men must fight: the law is only a quieter field for them.' 'And a fatter for the ravens,' Patrick joined in softly, as if carrying on a song.
'Have at us, Mr.O'Donnell! I'm ashamed of my appetite, Miss Adister, but the morning's drive must be my excuse, and I'm bounden to you for not forcing me to detain you.

Yes, I can finish breakfast at my leisure, and talk of business, which is never particularly interesting to ladies--though,' Mr.Camminy turned to her uncle, 'I know Miss Adister has a head for it.' Patrick hummed a bar or two of an air, to hint of his being fanatico per la musica, as a pretext for their departure.
'If you'll deign to give me a lesson,' said he, as Caroline came away from pressing her lips to her uncle's forehead.
'I may discover that I am about to receive one,' said she.
They quitted the room together.
Mr.Camminy had seen another Miss Adister duetting with a young Irishman and an O'Donnell, with lamentable results to that union of voices, and he permitted himself to be a little astonished at his respected client's defective memory or indifference to the admonition of identical circumstances..