No, no, Miss Bawn, I never put him before my own boy.

There, don't be talkin' about the Cardews, child.
What are they to you ?" I got up and went out; and while my thoughts were busy with my visit to Dublin there would flash through them like warp and woof the thought of Anthony Cardew, who had gone away before I was born and of whom so many romantic stories were told.

I felt that I must hear some of them, even though the name of Cardew was not to be mentioned in our hearing..