"The church, I think, Mr. Burke, is, or ought to be, his destination."
"So, after all, you prefer to have my money and my property, along wid
a good wife, to your brother Ned--Neddy I ought to call him, out of
compliment to you--ha! ha! ha!"
"Proceed, Mr. Burke, you are pleased to be facetious."
"To your brother Ned--Neddy--having them, and maybe along wid them the
same, wife too?"
"No, not exactly; but out of respect to your wishes.
"What's that?" said the old man, staring at him with a kind of comic
gravity--"out of respect to my wishes!"
"That's what I've said," replied the son. "Proceed."
His father looked at' him again, and replied, "Proceed yourself---it was
you introduced the subject. I'm now jack-indifferent about it."
"All I have to say," continued Hycy, "is that I withdraw my ultimate
refusal, Mr. Burke. I shall entertain the question, as they say; and
it is not improbable but that I may dignify the fair Katsey with the
honorable title of Mrs. Burke."
"I wish you had spoken a little sooner, then," replied his father,
"bekaise it so happens that Gerald Cavanagh an' I have the match between
her and your brother Ned as good as made."
"My brother Ned! Why, in the name of; all that's incredible, how could
that be encompassed?"
"Very aisily," said his father, "by the girl's waitin' for him.
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