“Och！thetipo’themornin’toye，SirPathrickO’Grandison，Barronitt，mavourneen；andit’sanategintlemanthatyeare，sureenough，andit’smesilfandmefortenjistthat’llbeatyursarvice，dear，innytimeo’
dayatallatallfortheasking。”Andit’snotmesilfyewudhavetobebateinthepurliteness；soImadeherabowthatwudha’brokenyurheartaltegithertobehould，andthinIpulledaffmehatwithaflourish，andthinIwinkedatherhardwidbotheyes，asmuchastosay，“Trueforyou，yeraswatelittlecrature，Mrs。Tracle，medarlint，andIwishImaybedrowntheddeadinabog，ifit’snotmesilf，SirPathrickO’Grandison，Barronitt，that’llmakeahoulbushelo’lovetoyurleddyship，inthetwinklingo’theeyeofaLondonderrypurraty。”
Anditwasthenixtmornin’，sure，jistasIwasmakingupmemindwhitheritwouldn’tbethepurlitethingtosindabito’writin’tothewiddybywayofalove-litter，whenupcom’dthedeliveryservantwidanilligantcard，andhetouldmethatthenameonitforInivercouldradethecopperplateprintinonaccountofbeinglifthandedwasallaboutMounseer，theCount，AGoose，Lookaisy，Maiter-di-dauns，andthatthehoulofthedivilishlingowasthespalpeenylongnameofthelittleouldfurrenerFrinchmanaslivedovertheway。
Andjistwidthatincum’dthelittlewillianhimself，andthenhemademeabrothofabow，andthinhesaidhehadounlytakenthelibertyofdoingmethehonorofthegivingmeacall，andthinhewentontopalaveratagreatrate，anddivilthebitdidIcomprehindwhathewudbeaftherthetillingmeatallatall，exciptingandsavingthathesaid“pullywou，woollywou。”andtouldme，amongabushelo’lies，badlucktohim，thathewasmadfortheloveo’mywiddyMisthressTracle，andthatmywiddyMrs。Traclehadapuncheonforhim。
Atthehearin’ofthis，yemayswear，though，Iwasasmadasagrasshopper，butIremimberedthatIwasSirPathrickO’Grandison，Barronitt，andthatitwasn’talthegithergentaaltolittheangergittheupperhando’thepurliteness，soImadelighto’thematterandkiptdark，andgotquitesociablewidthelittlechap，andaftherawhilewhatdidhedobutaskmetogowidhimtothewiddy’s，sayinghewudgivemethefeshionableinthroductiontoherleddyship。