He is no friend of mine, I can assure you--nor any such sort of person.' 'I thought it was impossible!' cried Colambre, with exultation.
'I only wish your father, Colambre, could say as much,' added Lady Clonbrony.
Lord Colambre's countenance fell again; and again he was silent for some time.
'Does my father dine at home, ma'am ?' 'I suppose not; he seldom dines at home.' 'Perhaps, ma'am, my father may have some cause to be uneasy about--' 'About ?' said Lady Clonbrony, in a tone, and with a look of curiosity which convinced her son that she knew nothing of his debts or distresses, if he had any.

'About what ?' repeated her ladyship.
Here was no receding, and Lord Colambre never had recourse to artifice.
'About his affairs, I was going to say, madam.

But, since you know nothing of any difficulties or embarrassments, I am persuaded that none exist.' Nay, I CAWNT tell you that, Colambre.

There are difficulties for ready money, I confess, when I ask for it, which surprise me often.

I know nothing of affairs--ladies of a certain rank seldom do, you know.