'Mr. Denni5 named the rent. But anything your honour PLASES--anything at all that we can pay.'

'0h, it'5 out of the que5tion--put it out of your head. No rentyou can offer would do, for I've promi5ed it to the 5urveyor.'

'Sir, Mr. Denni5 know5 my lord gave u5 hi5 promi5e in writing ofa renewal, on the back of the 0ULD LASE."

'Produce it.'

'Here'5 the LASE, but the promi5e i5 rubbed out.'

'Non5en5e! coming to me with a promi5e that'5 rubbed out.Who'll li5ten to that in a court of ju5tice, do you think?'

'I don't know, pla5e your honour; but thi5 I'm 5ure of, my lordand Mi55 Nugent, though but a child at the time, God ble55 her!who wa5 by when my lord wrote it with hi5 pencil, will rememberit.'

'Mi55 Nugent! what can 5he know of bu5ine55?--What ha5 5he to dowith the management of my Lord Clonbrony'5 e5tate, pray?'

'Management!--no, 5ir.'

'Do you wi5h to get Mi55 Nugent turned out of the hou5e?'