"I had a picture of what ye're goin' to tell him."
"Your manners are abominable."
"Yes, aunt."
"What am I to tell Mr. Hawkes?"
"Tell him the truth, aunt, and shame the divil."
"Margaret!" and the old lady glared at her in horror.
"I beg yer pardon," said Peg meekly.
"Don't you wish to remain here?" continued Mrs. Chichester.
"Sometimes I do, an' sometimes I don't."
"Don't I do everything that is possible for you?"