That's the blood of the old stock you are often pleased to sneer at, and of which the present will be a lesson to teach you better.' 'May not the lovely Greek be descended from some ancient stock too?
Who is to say what blood of Pericles she had not in her veins?
I tell you I'll not give up the notion that she was a sharer in this glory.' 'If you've got the papers with the account, let me see them, Joe.

I've half a mind to run down by the night-mail--that is, if I can.

Have you got any tin, Atlee ?' 'There were some shillings in one of my pockets last night.

How much do you want ?' 'Eighteen-and-six first class, and a few shillings for a cab.' 'I can manage that; but I'll go and fetch you the papers, there's time enough to talk of the journey.' The newsman had just deposited the _Croppy_ on the table as Joe returned to the breakfast-table, and the story of Kilgobbin headed the first column in large capitals.

'While our contemporaries,' it began, 'are recounting with more than their wonted eloquence the injuries inflicted on three poor labouring men, who, in their ignorance of the locality, had the temerity to ask for alms at Kilgobbin Castle yesterday evening, and were ignominiously driven away from the door by a young lady, whose benevolence was administered through a blunderbuss, we, who form no portion of the polite press, and have no pretension to mix in what are euphuistically called the "best circles" of this capital, would like to ask, for the information of those humble classes among which our readers are found, is it the custom for young ladies to await the absence of their fathers to entertain young gentlemen tourists?
and is a reputation for even heroic courage not somewhat dearly purchased at the price of the companionship of the admittedly most profligate man of a vicious and corrupt society?
The heroine who defended Kilgobbin can reply to our query.' Joe Atlee read this paragraph three times over before he carried in the paper to Kearney.
'Here's an insolent paragraph, Dick,' he cried, as he threw the paper to him on the bed.