Transcriber's correctionsp. 7: man!" says[say] Miss Priscilla, with such terrible energy and such ap. 7: this dismal picture. Tears born of tenderness spring[pring] to herp. 8: of vicious satisfaction[satisfactiou] for her.p. 15: then, not Ryan or the cook, but a much more perplexing[preplexing] visionp. 17: The Beresfords are[ars] like so many clocks wound up, andp. 22: "Yes, some other time," echoes Miss Penelope[Penolope], gently.p. 24: she pretty, Reilly[Rielly]?"p. 27: To-morrow[To morrow], if to-day proves successful and her rowing doesp. 30: why lose this lovely afternoon, and that corner you were speaking of[speak of]?p. 40: child, this girl, Bella," says Miss Priscilla, still full of reminiscences[reminiscenses],p. 44: "She is a regular old wretch!" says the youngest Miss[Uiss]p. 47: Miss Priscilla Blake then enters the carriage. She is followed[follow]p. 50: face, but very velvety eyes and a smile rare but handsome[handsone].p. 54: amuse himself with, and he ought to be proud of his victories[victorles]."p. 56: "Then let me come too[to]?"p. 56: changes, and he colors perceptibly[perceptibily]; he hesitates too, and regardsp. 60: "I decline to shrink," with unparalleled[unparalled] bravery. "I preferp. 63: making Mr. Desmond preternaturally[perternaturally] grave.p. 68: "Don't trouble yourself to do that again," says Monica[Moncia]p. 68: rude[rud] things about Ireland, because I don't like thateither."p. 69: even to herself, ignores that ignominious[ignominous] first) to declare in thisp. 71: This with the learned air of one who could[would] sayp. 87: "No giving in, no shilly-shallying[shilly-shillying], but downright determination.p. 91: In fact, he is so kind-hearted that I cannot think how[now] all thatp. 91: At this Monica blushes a little, and twirls her rings[rings her] round herp. 93: that, as[a] I am not in love withany one, and hope I never shallp. 98: which has been accepted by Mitchell as a deliberate[delibirate] insult.p. 105: man is waiting and it is woefully[wofully] late."p. 108: kept it for you all along, you know. If you tell me you[yu] havep. 108: fat young marine, so it cannot be said that she has[has she] altogether ap. 112: turn again[egain] to the room beyond, and make search for the sirenp. 120: "You were indeed!" interrupting him hastily, with a contemptuous[comtemptuous]p. 123: "Others[Other's]can!" says Mr. Ronayne. As he speaks hep. 125: Terence, in a tone that is not to be borne[born].p. 140: breed tyranny[tryanny]—that she hardly turns aside to meditate uponp. 147: "Not to-day[to day], I think," says Monica, lazily.p. 149: pointing[pionting] to a hanging spray of pink blossoms, satisfying as ap. 151: ago) that a dark-blue petticoat beneath, of some[come] coarse description,p. 151: says; but it's belike I'll never see a sight of his handsome[handsone] facep. 154: ugly spalpeen, if ye came without a civil tongue in yer head[hand]?"p. 157: for[or] him close to Monica. "What's the matther wid ye to-day,p. 157: keenly from Brian[Brain] to Kit, and then back again.p. 158: but with a lovely smile. "I am going to[] pick to some ferns for Auntp. 159: and she repents[ her] of her last words.p. 160: aggrieved[agrieved]; "that is visiting the sins of the uncles uponp. 165: After this come[comes] sundry other jottings, such as—p. 166: "Oh, don't! my dear Penelope!" says Miss Priscilla[Penelope], withp. 166: he is,"—pointing through the window[winddw] to where Terence mayp. 169: Mrs. Herrick, regards with dismay[disma].p. 171: "Nevertheless[Neverheless] speak. Anything is better than this ghastlyp. 174: Conscience forbidding her, she abstains from[fron] entering thosep. 178: "Do not say another[auother] word," says Monica, imperiously.p. 182: you. What shall I swear by, then?" he asks, half laughing[laughinn]:p. 186: and in perfect good faith. She knows[knowns] less of him than thep. 187: Fancy a frowzy couch saturated with tears! you know," reproachfully[rereproachfully]p. 190: arms,—as is[in] his habit with most children, being a special favoritep. 205: readily let her tapered[taper] fingers droop until they touch the palep. 206: "And the good man! What of him?" says[say] Desmond, lookingp. 206: like a superannuated[superanuated] ghost, only awfuller."p. 207: "That's[Taat's] a good thing," says Madam O'Connor, entering,p. 210: forever, boy though[through] you deem me; and, yet, is one ever a boyp. 211: nearer," says Mrs. Bohun, with[wiih] a soft laugh.p. 215: quarrel," says[said] Mrs. Herrick, in a perfectly even tone: "so don'tp. 217: with himself too," says Olga, provokingly. "Really. I think[thinh]p. 223: "Don't be stupid!" says[say] this prospective wife, with considerablep. 223: "Don't be stupid!" says this prospective wife, with[wth] considerablep. 223: with increasing[ in] temper.p. 223: Thedenouement[denoument]was full of interest,—positively thrilling! Ip. 223: have addressed me that contemptuous[comtemptuous] remark."p. 234: "I am very glad of that," says Monica[Mouica], simply; and thenp. 237: return, and thinking, somewhat sadly, how small a way[away] he hasp. 238: Monica's week at Aghyohillbeg[Aghyohillberg] is drawing to a close.p. 239: protector. Faith, you needn't laugh, for it's[its] only commonp. 241: the slightest[slighest] thought of her money."p. 242: "I know," says Monica, mysteriously: "she isasleep,—getting[gerting]p. 242: room, is gazing with dreamy delight at the pretty gown[grown] Missp. 243: up this book) have mercy[merci]—that is, unfortunately, been debarredp. 248: the Egyptian[Egyptain] charcoal in the world could not make them longp. 248: usual[nsual]. "I see nothing in it. My grandmother always rouged,—putp. 251: How Madam O'Connor tells[tell] how lovers throve in the good old days whenp. 255: You," uncertainly, "aregoing home to-morrow[to morrow], arep. 259: "I think[lhink] all women would be better without them; and asp. 265: and the cowardly would-be assassin[assassins] so far is safe from arrest.p. 265: discuss[disscuss] the outrage.p. 265: "I retract[retrace] every foolish word I said a few minutes since.p. 272: much precipitancy[preciptancy], he flings his cigar to the winds, and, beforep. 272: and——" Her voice trembles ominously[ominiously].p. 274: CHAPTER[CHAPTEK] XXVII.p. 275: off a piece of the cake and puts it in his mouth[mouths]. Desmond,p. 276: But just at the very last she had given way, and had flung[flnng]p. 278: it. It casts despair upon the hopes that are[is] kindling afresh withinp. 278: of her own hapless[hapeless] love story) between her slender fingers,p. 281: A pang, a sudden thought, shoots through[though] him, and rendersp. 281: his voice, "tryto forgive[foigive] her; be gentle with her. It was allp. 281: of old-world[old-words] grandeur in her manner, but a sad tremulousnessp. 285: Priscilla gets apparently[apparenly] lost in the pages of "Temple Bar."p. 285: An hour glides by with aggravating slowness[slowuess]; and then ap. 287: you feel yourself pretty low[ow]. But I'd advise you to wait and seep. 289: they say—that she—and James Beresford[Berestord]—did not get on atp. 290: if you will look upon that as settled[setted], so shall I."p. 298: She laughs outright at this, and glances[glance] at him from underp. 301: and a sense of chill and fear, as strong as it is foolish, is overpowering[overpowdering]