Here was Archie's secret, here was the woman, and more than that--though I have need here of every manageable attenuation of language--with the first look, he had already entered himself as rival.

It was a good deal in pique, it was a little in revenge, it was much in genuine admiration: the devil may decide the proportions! I cannot, and it is very likely that Frank could not.
"Mighty attractive milkmaid," he observed, on the way home.
"Who ?" said Archie.
"O, the girl you're looking at--aren't you?
Forward there on the road.
She came attended by the rustic bard; presumably, therefore, belongs to his exalted family.

The single objection! for the four black brothers are awkward customers.

If anything were to go wrong, Gib would gibber, and Clem would prove inclement; and Dand fly in danders, and Hob blow up in gobbets.

It would be a Helliott of a business!" "Very humorous, I am sure," said Archie.
"Well, I am trying to be so," said Frank.