You cannot look so innocent but I can see your pretty little villany quite plain--you dear little diablesse.
'Wat I 'av done I 'av no reproach of myself for it.

If I could explain, your papa would say I 'av done right, and you should thank me on your knees; but I cannot explain yet.' She was speaking, as it were, in little paragraphs, with a momentary pause between each, to allow its meaning to impress itself.
'If I were to choose to explain, your papa he would implore me to remain.
But no--I would not--notwithstanding your so cheerful house, your charming servants, your papa's amusing society, and your affectionate and sincere heart, my sweet little maraude.
'I am to go to London first, where I 'av, oh, so good friends! next I will go abroad for some time; but be sure, my sweetest Maud, wherever I may 'appen to be, I will remember you--ah, ha! Yes; _most certainly_, I will remember you.
'And although I shall not be always near, yet I shall know everything about my charming little Maud; you will not know how, but I shall indeed, _everything_.

And be sure, my dearest cheaile, I will some time be able to give you the sensible proofs of my gratitude and affection--you understand.
'The carriage is waiting at the yew-tree stile, and I must go on.

You did not expect to see me--here; I will appear, perhaps, as suddenly another time.

It is great pleasure to us both--this opportunity to make our adieux.
Farewell! my dearest little Maud.