The Tithe-Proctor - The Works of William Carleton, Volume Two by William Carleton
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The two young women, who were full of spirits and good humor, were laughing most heartily, _sub silentio_, at the attention thus so ceremoniously paid to their mother by a man whom, beyond all human beings, she detested. Now, however, that he came to proffer his "gallantry" to themselves, they were certainly rather hard pressed to maintain or rather regain their gravity. "Leedies," the Buck continued, "may I have the gallantry to help you off?" "Oh, thank you, it's too much trouble, Mr. English." "None on airth, Miss Purcel--do let me have the high-flown satisfaction." "Oh, well," she replied, "since you will be so polite," and giving him her hand she was about to go down, when suddenly withdrawing it, as if recollecting herself, she said, nodding with comic significance toward her sister Julia--"My sister, Mr. English, have you no gallantry for her?" "Ah," he whispered, at the same time gratefully squeezing her hand, "you're a first-rate divinity--a tip-top goddess--divil a thing else. Miss Joolia, may I presoome for to have the plisure and polite gallantry to help you off the car; 'pon honor it'll be quite grateful and prejudicial to my feelings--it will, I assoore you!" "Bless me, whose is that wedding party, Mr. English?" asked Miss Julia, pointing to the opposite direction of the road. |
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