To be sure there was once a Countess went ballad-singing in the streets of Cork." "That day is far away," I answered.

"And when it comes there will be no genteel lodgings, but Theobald and I will take care of you somewhere.
In a little house it may be, but one with a garden where you can walk in the sun in winter mornings as you do now, and prod at the weeds in the path as you do now with your silver-headed cane." "If I could survive your grandfather," she said, turning away her head, "my heart would break to leave Aghadoe.

I ask nothing of you and Theobald, Bawn, but that you should take care of each other when we are gone.

It is not right that the old should burden the young." I have always known, or at least since I was capable of entertaining such things, that our grandparents destined Theobald and me for each other.

I have no love for Theobald such as I find in my books, but I have a great affection for him as the dearest of brothers.
I have not said before that he is a soldier.