speaking very low, "if I had only something in my hand, I would do
you a mischief."

"Why, what is the matter, Ursula?" said I; "how have I offended
you?"

"How have you offended me? Why, didn't you insinivate just now
that I was ready to play the--the--"

"Go on, Ursula."

"The--the--I'll not say it; but I only wish I had something in my
hand."

"If I have offended, Ursula, I am very sorry for it; any offence I
may have given you was from want of understanding you. Come, pray
be seated, I have much to question you about--to talk to you
about."

"Seated, not I! It was only just now that you gave me to
understand that you was ashamed to be seated by me, a thief, a
liar."

"Well, did you not almost give me to understand that you were both,
Ursula?"

"I don't much care being called a thief and a liar," said Ursula;
"a person may be a liar and thief, and yet a very honest woman,
but--"