You should take her in and provide for her." "When I do, Hycy," replied his mother, bridling, "it won't be a beggar's daughter nor a niece of Philip Hogan's--sorrow bit." "As for her being a niece of Hogan's, you know it is by his mother's side; but wouldn't it be a feather in her cap to get under the protection of a highly respectable woman, though?
The patronage of a person like you, Mrs.Burke, would be the making of her--my word and honor it would." "Hem!--ahem!--do you think so, Hycy ?" "Tut, mother--that indeed!--can there be a doubt about it ?" "Well then, in that case, I think she may stay--that is, if the father will consent to it." "Thank you, mother, for that example of protection and benevolence.

I feel that all my virtues certainly proceed from your side of the house and are derived from yourself--there can be no doubt of that." "Indeed I think so myself, Hycy, for where else would you get them?
You have the M'Swiggin nose; an' it can't be from any one else you take your high notions.

All you show of the gentleman, Hycy, it's not hard to name them you have it from, I believe." "Spoken like a Sybil.

Mother, within the whole range of my female acquaintances I don't know a woman that has in her so much of the gentleman as yourself--my word and honor, mother." "Behave, Hycy--behave now," she replied, simpering; "however truth's truth, at any rate." We need scarcely say that the poor mendicant was delighted at the notion of having his daughter placed in the family of so warm and independent a man as Jemmy Burke.

Yet the poor little fellow did not separate from the girl without a strong manifestation of the affection he bore her.