That has nothing to do with what
we're about now. You see that letter, Finn. There is nothing little
or dirty about us. We go in for morals and purity of life, and we
mean to do our duty by the public without fear or favour. Your name
is mentioned there in a manner that you won't quite like, and I think
I am acting uncommon kind by you in showing it to you before we
publish it." Phineas, who still held the slip in his hand, sat silent
thinking of the matter. He hated the man. He could not endure the
feeling of being called Finn by him without showing his resentment.
As regarded himself, he was thoroughly well inclined to kick Mr.
Slide and his _Banner_ into the street. But he was bound to think
first of Lady Laura. Such a publication as this, which was now
threatened, was the misfortune which the poor woman dreaded more
than any other. He, personally, had certainly been faultless in the
matter. He had never addressed a word of love to Mr. Kennedy's wife
since the moment in which she had told him that she was engaged to
marry the Laird of Loughlinter.
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