Of course I will never marry him without your consent, uncle dear, but then I am going to get it," and she sat on his knee and drew her soft hands over his bald head, turning his face up like a cherub's, and pressing her full red lips on his wiry moustache.
"Not a penny yourself! Well! well! we'll see about that.

Be good, girl, and love your old uncle, and I daresay he won't leave you penniless.

But, pommy word! look here, child, we must ask him here to stay a few days.

He won't be bringing old Owens Garthowen here, I hope; couldn't bear that, you know." "I am afraid he doesn't see much of his old father and sister," she said pensively.
"Afraid! I should think you would be delighted." "No, I should prefer his being manly enough to stick to his own people, and brave the opinion of the world.

_I_ should not be ashamed of the old man; but, of course, I would never thrust him upon my relations." "Well! well! you are an odd little puss, and know how to get over your old uncle, whatever!" And so all went smoothly for Will.