One thing I know, and every one knows it, that it's a very purty eye." "Tell her, then, to keep out o' this; we want no spies here." "Divil a word of it; she's my niece, an' the king's highway is as free to her as it is to you or anybody else.

She'll be welcome to me any time she comes, an' let me see who'll dare to mislist her.

She feels as she ought to do, an' as every woman ought to do, ay, an' every man, too, that is a man, or anything but a brute an' a coward--she feels for that unfortunate, heart-broken girl 'ithout;' an' it'll be a strange thing if them that brought her to what she's sufferin' won't suffer themselves yet; there's a God above still, I hope, glory be to His name! Traichery!" she exclaimed; "ah, you ill-minded villains, it's yourselves you're thinkin' of, an' what you desarve.

As for myself, it's neither you nor your villainy that's in my head, but the sorrowful heart that's in that poor girl 'ithout--ay, an' a broken one; for, indeed, broked it is; and it's not long she'll be troub'lin' either friend or foe in this world.

The curse o' glory upon you all, you villains, and upon every one that had a hand in bringing her to this!" Having uttered these words, she put her cloak and bonnet upon her, and left the house, adding as she went out, "if it's any pleasure to you to know it, I'll tell you.