And, sir, I will add myself--yes, I will say for myself, dear papa, and for Reilly too, that if from any unbecoming motive--if for the sake of love itself, I felt satisfied that he could give up and abandon his religion, I would despise him.

I should feel at once that his heart was hollow, and that he was unworthy either of my love or my respect." "Well, by the great Boyne, Helen, you have knocked my intellects up.

I hope in God you have no Papist predilections, girl.

However, it's only fair to give Reilly a trial; long-legs is to dine with us the day after tomorrow--now, I will ask Reilly to meet him here--perhaps, if I get an opportunity, I will sound him on the point myself--or, perhaps, you will.

Will you promise to make the attempt?
I'll take care that you and he shall have an opportunity." "Indeed, papa, I shall certainly mention the subject to him." "By the soul of Schomberg, Helen, if you do you'll convert him." Helen was about to make some good-natured reply, when the noise of carriage wheels was heard at the hall-door, and her father, going to the window, asked, "What noise is that?
A carriage!--who can it be?
Whitecraft, by the Boyne! Well, it can't be helped." "I will leave you, papa," she said; "I do not wish to see this unfeeling and repulsive man, unless when it is unavoidable, and in your presence." She then withdrew.
Before we introduce Sir Robert Whitecraft, we must beg our readers to accompany us to the residence of that worthy gentleman, which was not more than three miles from that of Reilly.