Would their affection all it ask’d allow;
She was convinced her lover now would find
The past forgotten and old Uncle kind.
“It matters not,” she added, “who receives
The larger portion; what to one he leaves
We both inherit! let us nothing hide,
Dear James, from him in whom we both confide.”
“Not for your life!” quoth James. “Let Uncle choose
Our ways for us—or we the way shall lose.
For know you, Cousin, all these miser men”—— 110