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He immediately went in and communicated the circumstance to his wife. "Honor," said he, "here is Bodagh Buie's son comin' up to the house what on earth can bring the boy here?" This was the first day on which his wife had been able to rise from her sick bed. She was consequently feeble, and, physically speaking, capable of no domestic exertion.
"But it's hard to tell who has a good heart, Connor; I'd never say any one has till I'd seen them well thried." At length the hour for setting out arrived, and both, armed with good oaken cudgels proceeded to Bodagh Buie's haggard, whither they arrived a little before the appointed hour.
"Secure Bartle," said Biddy. "He robbed Bodagh Buie's house, an' has the money about him." The horses were already on the road, but, in consequence of both parties filling up the passage in the direction which Bartle and nis followers intended taking, the animals could not be brought through them without delay and trouble, even had there been no resistance offered to their progress.
"Who's the the purtiest girl in the parish, Rouser?" asked Ned. "I thought every one knew that." "Why, you don't mane for to say," replied Redhead, "that he'd have the spunk in him to run away with Bodagh Buie's daughter?
Bodagh Buie's very well able to provide for them ; an' if he won't do so before they marry, why let Connor have nothing to say to her." "I'll tell you what, Fardorougha, God wouldn't be in heaven, or you'll get a cut heart yet, either through your son or your money; an' that it may not be through my darlin' boy, O, grant, sweet Saver o' the earth, this night!
She felt very dispirited, and began to lose heart, for there is no doubt that if she missed Shaun it would have cost her many a sorrowful day. She knew she would never get his equal, or at least any one that she loved so well. At last the kemp day came, and with it all the pretty girls of the neighbourhood to Shaun Buie's.
"Not I; divil a hap'orth I know about who he's courtin'." "No less than our great beauty, Bodagh Buie's daughter, Una O'Brien. Now, Bartle, for goodness sake, don't let this cross your lips to a livin' mortal. Sure I heard him tellin' all to the father and mother last night they're promised to one another. Eh! blessed saints, Bartle, what ails you? you're as white as a sheet.
"I say, nabor, which is the right way into Bodagh Buie's house?" "There's two right ways into it, an' you may take aither o' them but if you want any favor from him, you had better call him Mr. O'Brien. The Bodagh's a name was first given to his father, an' he bein' a dacenter man, doesn't like it, although it sticks to him; so there's a lift for you, my hip striddled little codger."
"Act," said he, "as O'Donovan did, whom you yourself prosecuted and placed in the very cell in which you now stand." "Connor O'Donovan!" he exclaimed, "he might well bear to die; he was innocent; it was I that burned Bodagh Buie's haggard; he had neither act nor part in it no more than the child unborn. I swore away his life out of revinge to his father an' jealousy of himself about Una O'Brien.
"He has, an' 'tis that, and bekase he's a good hand to be undher for my revinge on Blennerhasset, that made me join him." "I dunna what could make him refuse to let Alick Nulty join him?" "Is it my cousin from Annaloghan? an' did he?" "Divil a lie in it; it's as thrue as you're standin' there; but do you know what is suspected?" "No." "Why, that he has an eye on Bodagh Buie's daughter.
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