"Am I?" said Jenny. "That's news."
"By Jove, you are!"
"No fear."
Terence caught hold of her hand.
"Let me go," Jenny said.
"I'm damned if I will. Look here, you know, you can't make a fool of an Irishman."
"That's quite right," Jenny agreed.
"When an Irishman says he'll have a thing, he'll have it."
"Well, you won't have Jenny Pearl."