But you forget what the young scoundrel's mother said of me--do you?
that I had the Evil Eye, and that there was a familiar or devil connected with me and my family ?" "Egad! and I'm much of her opinion," replied her husband; "and if she said it, I give you my honor it is only what every one who knows you says, and what I, who know you best, say as well as they.

Begone, madam--leave the room; it was your damned oppression made the boy a tory.

Begone, I say--I will bear with your insolence no longer." He stood up as he spoke--his eye flashed, and the stamp of his foot made the floor shake.

Mrs.Lindsay knew her husband well, and without a single syllable in reply she arose and left the room.
"Harry," proceeded his stepfather, "I shall take no proceedings against that unfortunate young man--tory though he be; I would resign my magistracy sooner.

Do not, therefore, count on me." "Well, sir," said he, with a calm but black expression of countenance, "I will not enter into domestic quarrels; but I am my mother's son." "You are," replied Lindsay, looking closely at him--"and I regret it.