pack of overfed flunkeys that will lift them from me. Lady Mary, on a previous occasion I placed the papers in your hands; now, with your kind permission, I lay them at your feet,"—and, saying this with the most courteous obeisance, I knelt with one knee on the floor and placed the packet of papers where I said I would place them.
Now, ever since that, the Lady Mary denies that she kicked them to the other end of the room. She says that as she was walking to and fro the toe of her foot touched the packet and sent it spinning; and, as no real Irishman ever yet contradicted a lady, all I will say is that the precious bundle went hurtling to the other end of the room, and it is very likely that Lady Mary thought the gesture of her foot a trifle too much resembled an action of her mother, the Countess, for her manner changed in the twinkling of an eye, and she laughed like her old self again.
"Mr. O'Ruddy," she said, "you put me out of all patience. You 're as simple as if you came out of Ireland yesterday."
"It 's tolerably well known," said I, "by some of your expert swordsmen, that I came out the day before."
Again Lady Mary laughed.
"You 're not very wise in the choice of your friends," she said.
"I am, if I can count you as one of them," I returned.
She made no direct reply to this, but continued:
"Can't you see that that little Doctor Chord is a traitor? He has been telling my father all you have been doing and all you have been planning, and he
