"He took my part, mother, when he found out how it was, and scolded his son. Shure, he's a gentleman."
"Yes, Colonel Preston is a gentleman."
"And that's where he isn't like his son, I'm thinkin'."
"No. Godfrey isn't like his father. It's his mother he favors."
"Faith, and I don't call it favoring," said Andy. Is the old lady as ugly and big-feelin' as the son?"
"She's rather a hard woman, Andy. I go up to work there one day every week."
"Do you, mother?" said Andy, not wholly pleased to hear that his mother was employed by the mother of his young enemy.
"Yes, Andy."
"What is it you do?"
"I help about the ironing. To-morrow's my day for going there."