'But ye'll not be the first that's asked me that the day.' 'No ?' said the lawyer.

'Who else ?' 'Ay, that's a joke, too,' said Teena grimly.

'A friend of yours: Mr Morris.' 'Morris! What was the little beggar wanting here ?' enquired Michael.
'Wantin'?
To see him,' replied the housekeeper, completing her meaning by a movement of the thumb toward the upper storey.

'That's by his way of it; but I've an idee of my own.

He tried to bribe me, Mr Michael.
Bribe--me!' she repeated, with inimitable scorn.