It's as good as a treat when old Corcoran comes up with the turf." "But Mr.Neville is not like old Corcoran, Kate." "Not in the least, mother.

I do like Mr.Neville better than Corcoran, because you see with Corcoran the excitement is very soon over.

And Corcoran hasn't very much to say for himself." "And Mr.Neville has ?" "He says a great deal more to you than he does to me, mother." "I like him very much.

I should like him very much indeed if there were no danger in his coming." "What danger ?" "That he should steal your heart away, my own, my darling, my child." Then Kate, instead of answering, got up and threw herself at her mother's knees, and buried her face in her mother's lap, and Mrs.O'Hara knew that that act of larceny had already been perpetrated.
And how should it have been otherwise?
But of such stealing it is always better that no mention should be made till the theft has been sanctified by free gift.

Till the loss has been spoken of and acknowledged, it may in most cases be recovered.