Mistress Bellairs gave a sigh of relief.
"Let them shoot each other," said she, sinking back on her pillows and stirring her chocolate calmly. "I do not find the world any better for either of them."
"But that is not all, ma'am, for poor Sir Jasper no sooner had he thrashed the Colonel, than he finds Mr. Denis O'Hara behind the curtains."
"Denis O'Hara!" exclaimed Mistress Bellairs, sitting up in amaze. "You're raving!"
"No, ma'am, for I have it from Mr. O'Hara's own man; and did not he and Sir Jasper fight it out then and there, and was not Mr. O'Hara carried home wounded by the Watch!"
"Mercy on us!" exclaimed the lady.
"And that is not all, ma'am," said the maid.
"You frighten me, child."
"There is Captain Spicer too, whom you can't a-bear, and Lord Verney."
"Lord Verney!" cried Mistress Kitty.