3/19 How dare you annoy with your coarse gallantry the daughter of our father's oldest friend, and that too in the open streets!" "How dare you speak so to your brother, girl ?" cried Madam, bristling up like an angry mother hen. "What call have you to chide him? It was not for her to argue with her mother; and Madam, having vanquished her daughter, turned upon her son. Nay, I would not myself that you mixed yourself up too much with them. They are honest good folks enow, but scarce such as are fitting company for us. |