'I 'm more at home with French people; they're mostly of my creed; they're amiable, though they weren't quite kind to poor Lally Tollendal.

I like them.

Yes, I love France, and when I'm called upon to fix myself, as I suppose I shall be some day, I shan't have the bother over there that I should find here.' She spoke reproachfully: 'Have you no pride in the title of Englishman ?' 'I 'm an Irishman.' 'We are one nation.' 'And it's one family where the dog is pulled by the collar.' There was a retort on him: she saw, as it were, the box, but the lid would not open to assist her to it, and she let it go by, thinking in her patriotic derision, that to choose to be likened to the unwilling dog of the family was evidence of a want of saving pride.
Besides, she could not trust to the glibness of her tongue in a contest with a young gentleman to whom talking was as easy as breathing, even if sometimes his volubility exposed him to attack.

A superior position was offered her by her being silent and critical.

She stationed herself on it: still she was grieved to think of him as a renegade from his country, and she forced herself to say: 'Captain O'Donnell talks in that manner.' 'Captain Con is constitutionally discontented because he's a bard by nature, and without the right theme for his harp,' said Patrick.