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`` Nay , madam , even a Siren ought to spare her kin and show some mercy toward the more stagnant-blooded fish . '' And Lady Drogheda shrugged . `` He is very wealthy , and I am lamentably poor . One must not seek noon at fourteen o'clock or clamor for better bread than was ever made from wheat . '' Mr. Wycherley laughed , after a pregnant silence . `` By heavens , madam , you are in the right ! So I shall walk no more in Figgis Wood , for its old magic breeds too many day-dreams .