Now, don't you call that generosity ?" She gave a mournful smile, and replied, "Fergus, I can't join in your mirth now as I used to do.

Many a pleasant conversation we've had; but then our hearts were light, and free from care.

No, Fergus, you must lave all thoughts of me aside, for I will have nothing of either love or courtship till I know her fate.

Who can say but I may be brought back?
She said she'd try what she could do with her father to effect it.

You know how whimsical the old Squire is; and who knows whether she may not stand in need of me again?
But, Fergus, there's one thing strikes me as odd, and, indeed, that doesn't rise you much in my good opinion.