"Egad, and would she so?"
"O, sir, she often doth and stamps at and reviles and rails at me morning, noon and night!"
"Poor child!" said the Major.
"Truly, sir, I do think she'd do me an injury if she didn't care for me so much."
"Then she cares for you?"
"More than anyone in the world beside! Indeed she loveth me as herself, sir!"
"Women be mysterious creatures!" said the Major, sententiously.
"But you know my lady belike by repute, sir?"
"Not even her name."
"Not know of the Lady Elizabeth Carlyon!" and up went a pair of delicate black brows in scornful amaze.