A good and
virtuous wife, however, may do a great deal to reclaim a bad husband,
and, indeed, you wouldn't be the first profligate that was reformed in
the same way."
"Many thanks, Mr. Burke; you are quite geological this morning; isn't
he, ma'am?"
"When was he ever anything else? God pardon him! However, I know what
he's exterminatin' for; he wants you to marry Kathleen Cavanagh."
"Ay do I, Rosha; and she might make him a respectable man yet,--that is,
if any woman could."
"Geological again, mother; well, really now, Katsey Cavanagh is a
splendid girl, a fine animal, no doubt of it; all her points are good,
but, at the same time, Mr. Burke, a trifle too plebeian for Hycy the
accomplished."
"I tell you she's a devilish sight too good for you; and if you don't
marry her, you'll never get such a wife."
"Troth," answered Mrs. Burke, "I think myself there's something over
you, or you wouldn't spake as you do--a wife for Hycy--one of Gerald
Cavanagh's daughters make a wife for him!--not while I'm alive at any
rate, plaise God."
"While you're alive; well, may be not:--but sure if it plases God to
bring it about, on your own plan, I must endaivor to be contented,
Rosha; ay, an' how do you know but I'd dance at their weddin' too!
ha! ha! ha!"
"Oh, then, it's you that's the bitther pill, Jemmy Burke! but, thank
God, I disregard you at all events.
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