It ill becomes your heir apparent, my dear dame, to fight shy of his debts of honour." "Taradididdle, don't think for to wheedle me with your debts and your honour," said the dame, in a passion.

"Long Ned is as long in the forks [fingers] as he is in the back; may Old Harry fly off with him! And as for Durnmie Dunnaker, I wonders how you, brought up such a swell, and blest with the wery best of hedications, can think of putting up with such wulgar 'sociates.

I tells you what, Paul, you'll please to break with them, smack and at once, or devil a brad you'll ever get from Peg Lobkins." So saying, the old lady turned round in her chair, and helped herself to a pipe of tobacco.
Paul walked twice up and down the apartment, and at last stopped opposite the dame's chair.

He was a youth of high spirit; and though he was warm-hearted, and had a love for Mrs.Lobkins, which her care and affection for hire well deserved, yet he was rough in temper, and not constantly smooth in speech.

It is true that his heart smote him afterwards, whenever he had said anything to annoy Mrs.Lobkins, and he was always the first to seek a reconciliation; but warm words produce cold respect, and sorrow for the past is not always efficacious in amending the future.