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It was with these feelings and determinations that Thady had come down to McGovery's wedding; and, as he entered the room, Ussher and Feemy were just standing up to dance.
"Oh! that it is Mary, and yours 'll be quite a dash." "Yours 'll be the next, you know, Miss Feemy, and that will be the wedding! But there's one thing that bothers me intirely." "Well, out with it at once, Mary; I suppose you want to borrow the plates, and knives, and forks, and things?"
"Why thin, Feemy, is it yer own self in arnest come back again? And where's yer lover? the man ye married, ye know what war his name? why don't ye tell me? Mary, what's the name of the Captain Feemy married?" "Asy, sir, asy; come in thin," and Mary led him into his own room, and Feemy followed in silence with her eyes already filled with tears. "Where's yer own husband thin, Feemy dear?
Ussher would have considered it want of pluck to stay away because Thady had told him to do so; Feemy also would encourage his visits, and would lean more to her lover than her brother especially as her father, if it were attempted to make him aware of the state of the case, would be sure to take Feemy's part.
Ussher put his arm round her waist and kissed her; he seated her on the sofa sat down by her and tried to comfort her by caresses: but he still said nothing. "Why don't you speak, Myles? I shall die if you don't speak! Only tell me what you mean to do; I'll do anything you bid me, if you'll only say you don't mean to desert me." "Desert you, Feemy! who spoke of deserting you, dearest?"
Oh! that was a happy night to Feemy, for her friends then all thought that her intimacy with Ussher was as good a thing as could be wished for; and when Feemy danced the whole night with him, the Miss McKeons all thought what a happy girl she was; and that night she was happy.
So before dinner on that day, she opened her mind to him, telling him the state in which Feemy had been the whole of the week, and that she thought the sooner she could be made to understand that she must give up all thoughts of Ussher, the better.
McKeon to speak to Feemy, and tell her the character she'll be giving herself. Mrs. McKeon has daughters of her own, and when I remind her that Feemy has neither mother, nor sister, nor female friend of any kind, she'll not be refusing me this, disagreeable though it may be to her.
"Oh, that's in course, Miss Feemy; and it's very good in you to be offering them that way before I axed the loan of them at all; but that ain't all.
McKeon," continued Father John, "think of the benefit this would be to Feemy; and you can't have any real objection; the race-ball is only for one night, and the girls will be too tired after that, to think very much of sleeping together." "But you seem to forget very likely Mr. McKeon wouldn't like my asking her; you know I couldn't think of doing it without asking him." "Oh! Mrs.
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