17/30 He had only to say the word: I could have done all the business for him, and no contest to follow by my fireside. He's on his couch--Mars convalescent: a more dreadful attraction to the ladies than in his crimson plumes! If the fellow doesn't let slip his opportunity! with his points of honour and being an Irish Bayard. Why Bayard in the nineteenth century's a Bedlamite, Irish or no. There he is; you'll see him, Kathleen: and one of them as big an heiress as any in England. |