You see at last I'm not a suspicious rascal, however, for I don't suspect you of palming a false grand-daughter upon me.' 'Will you,' said Lord Colambre, 'give your grand-daughter leave to come up to town to you, sir?
You would satisfy yourself, at least, as to what resemblance she may bear to her father; Miss Reynolds will come instantly, and she will nurse you.' 'No, no; I won't have her come.

If she comes, I won't see her--shan't begin by nursing me--not selfish.

As soon as I get rid of this gout, I shall be my own man, and young again, and I'll soon be after you across the sea, that shan't stop me; I'll come to--what's the name of your place in Ireland?
and see what likeness I can find to her poor father in this grand-daughter of mine, that you puffed so finely yesterday.

And let me see whether she will wheedle me as finely as Mrs.Petito would.
Don't get ready your marriage settlements, do you hear, till you have seen my will, which I shall sign at--what's the name of your place?
Write it down there; there's pen and ink; and leave me, for the twinge is coming, and I shall roar.' 'Will you permit me, sir, to leave my own servant with you to take care of you?
I can answer for his attention and fidelity.' 'Let me see his face, and I'll tell you.' Lord Colambre's servant was summoned.
'Yes, I like his face.

God bless you!--Leave me.' Lord Colambre gave his servant a charge to bear with Mr.Reynolds's rough manner and temper, and to pay the poor old gentleman every possible attention.