Faith I began to feel very uncomfortable about parting with her, the moment that I discovered that I must do so." "So I guessed," said Trevanion, with a dry look, "from the interesting scene I so abruptly trespassed upon.

But you are right; a little bit of tendresse is never misplaced, so long as the object is young, pretty, and still more than all, disposed for it." "Quite out; perfectly mistaken, believe me.

Emily not only never cared for me; but she has gone far enough to tell me so." "Then, from all I know of such matters," replied he, "you were both in a very fair way to repair that mistake on her part.

But hark! what is this ?" A tremendous noise in the street here interrupted our colloquy, and on opening the window, a strange scene presented itself to our eyes.
In the middle of a dense mass of moving rabble, shouting, yelling, and screaming, with all their might, were two gens d'armes with a prisoner between them.

The unhappy man was followed by a rather well-dressed, middle-aged looking woman, who appeared to be desirous of bestowing the most covam publico endearments upon the culprit, whom a second glance showed us was O'Leary.
"I tell you, my dear madam, you are mistaken," said O'Leary, addressing her with great sternness of manner and voice.
"Mistaken! Never, never.