“He'd make an excellent good husband.”
“He would not be your son if he did not—well?”
“Well, as to that, if the truth was known, I know where the blame would lie—your daughter will not be the shrew and scold to him that my blister was to me—upon my credit she won't.”
“Devil, a lie in that either, Val—well, well—oh! I'll take my oath she won't.”
“I don't see why he and she might not be very happy together—you are able to do handsomely for her, as report goes.”
“And willing, Val, and a bad father I'd be, if I were not.”
“Well then, Brian, so far all looks fair, and devilish glad I am that I broached the thing at once. I have been thinking of it ever since I came to the neighborhood—upon my credit I have.”.
“Faith, and so am I glad of it—but what's to be done next, Val darling?”
“Why the less time that's lost upon it the better—we must bring the youngsters together till they get acquainted—then we can have another meeting, and settle the match out of hand. Did you ever see Phil on 'Handsome Harry?'”
“Didn't I?—to be sure I did—and upon my word, Val, he's a credit to the horse he rides, as the horse is to him—a comely couple they are in truth. But, Val, or neighbor Val, as I now may call you, don't you think it would be better to wind up this business now that our hand's in for it? Let us hear what you'll do, and I'll follow you on my part, for there's no use in losing time about it—upon my credit there's not.”