And for a moment it looked like battle; but the old lady smiled a kind of droll little smile, and gave her a little pat on the cheek, saying with a shake of her head, 'saucy girl!' 'And you,' said Lily, throwing her arms about her neck, 'are my own Aunt Becky, the greatest darling in the world!' And so, as John Bunyan says, 'the water stood in their eyes,' and they both laughed, and then they kissed, and loved one another the better.

That was the way their little quarrels used always to end.
'Well, doctor, we must only do what we can,' said Aunt Becky, looking gravely on the physician: 'and I don't see why _you_ should not read--you can lend us a prayer-book, darling--just a collect or two, and the Lord's Prayer--eh ?' 'Why, my dear Ma'am, the fellow's howling about King Lewis and the American Indians, Dominick says, and ghosts and constables, and devils, and worse things, Madam, and--pooh--punch and laudanum's his only chance; don't mind the prayer-book, Miss Lily--there's no use in it, Mistress Chattesworth! I give you my honour, Ma'am, he could not make head or tale of it.' In fact, the doctor was terrified lest Aunt Rebecca should compel him to officiate, and he was thinking how the fellows at the club, and the Aldermen of Skinner's-alley, would get hold of the story, and treat the subject less gravely than was desirable.
So Aunt Becky, with Lily's leave, called in Dominick, to examine him touching the soundness of Pat Doolan's mind, and the honest footman had no hesitation in pronouncing him wholly _non compos_.
'Pleasant praying with a chap like that, by Jove, as drunk as an owl, and as mad as a March hare! my dear Ma'am,' whispered Toole to Lilias.
'And, Lily dear', there's poor Gertrude all alone--'twould be good natured in you to go up and drink a dish of tea with her; but, then, you're cold--you're afraid ?' She was not afraid--she had been out to-day--and it had done her all the good in the world, and it was very good of Aunt Becky to think of it, for she was lonely too: and so off went the elder Miss Chattesworth, with her doctor and Dominick, in their various moods, on their mission of mercy; and Lily sent into the town for the two chairmen, Peter Brian and Larry Foy, the two-legged ponies, as Toole called them..