I've worn it in my heart for six months.

I've had it there all the time of the fever.
Didn't Nora take it out of her own bosom and give it me?
Didn't she kiss me when she gave it me, and call me her darling Redmond ?' 'She was PRACTISING,' replied Mr.Fagan, with a sneer.

'I know women, sir.

Give them time, and let nobody else come to the house, and they'll fall in love with a chimney-sweep.

There was a young lady in Fermoy'-- 'A young lady in flames,' roared I (but I used a still hotter word).
'Mark this; come what will of it, I swear I'll fight the man who pretends to the hand of Nora Brady.