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EL. Who knows? We _shall_. That much I know by instinct. What's your name? LYDIA. Lydia Carew. CASHEL. Lydia's a pretty name. Where do you live? LYDIA. I' the castle. CASHEL [_thunderstruck_]. Do not say You are the lady of this great domain. LYDIA. I am. CASHEL. Accursed luck! I took you for The daughter of some farmer. Well, your pardon. I came too close: I looked too deep. Farewell. LYDIA. I pardon that. Now tell me who you are. CASHEL. Ask me not whence I come, nor what I am. You are the lady of the castle. I Have but this hard and blackened hand to live by. LYDIA. I have felt its strength and envied you. Your name? I have told you mine. CASHEL. My name is Cashel Byron. LYDIA. I never heard the name; and yet you utter it As men announce a celebrated name. Forgive my ignorance. CASHEL. I bless it, Lydia. I have forgot your other name. LYDIA. Carew. Cashel's a pretty name, too. MELLISH [_calling through the wood_]. Coo-ee! Byron! CASHEL. A thousand curses! Oh, I beg you, go. This is a man you must not meet. MELLISH [_further off_]. Coo-ee! LYDIA. He's losing us. What does he in my woods? CASHEL. He is a part of what I am. What that is You must not know. It would end all between us. And yet there's no dishonor in't: your lawyer, Who let your lodge to me, will vouch me honest. I am ashamed to tell you what I am-- At least, as yet. Some day, perhaps. MELLISH [_nearer_]. Coo-ee! LYDIA. His voice is nearer. Fare you well, my tenant. When next your rent falls due, come to the castle. Pay me in person. Sir: your most obedient. [_She curtsies and goes._ CASHEL. Lives in this castle! Owns this park! A lady Marry a prizefighter! Impossible. And yet the prizefighter must marry her. _Enter_ MELLISH Ensanguined swine, whelped by a doggish dam, Is this thy park, that thou, with voice obscene, Fillst it with yodeled yells, and screamst my name For all the world to know that Cashel Byron Is training here for combat. MELLISH. Swine you me? I've caught you, have I? You have found a woman. Let her shew here again, I'll set the dog on her.
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