In the first place, I'd prepare him for his coffin, if he did; an' in the next, do you think so inanely of Ellen, as to believe that she would bring disgrace an' sorrow upon herself and her family?
No, no, Nell; the old _dioul's_ in you, or you're beside yourself, to think of such a story.

I've warned her against him, and so did we all; an' I'm sartin' this minute, that she'd not go a single foot to change words with him, unknownst to her friends." The old woman's face changed from the expression of anxiety and importance that it bore, to one of coarse glee, under which, to those who had penetration sufficient to detect it, lurked a spirit of hardened and reckless ferocity.
"Well, well," she replied, "sure I'm proud to hear what you tell me.
How is poor Nanse M'Collum doin' wid yez?
for I hadn't time to see her a while agone.

I hope she'll never be ashamed or afraid of her aunt, any how.

I may say, I'm all that's left to the good of her name, poor girshah." "What 'ud ail her ?" replied Meehaul; "as long a' she's honest an' behaves herself, there's no fear of her.

Had you nothing elsa to say to me, Nell ?" The same tumultuous expression of glee and malignity again lit up the features of the old woman, as she looked at him, and replied, with something like contemptuous hesitation, "Why, I don't know that.