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"You had better keep out of my way, you impudent scoundrel," said Purcel, shaking his whip at him; "and hark ye, make no more attempts to pay attention to any of my sisters, or, by the heavens above me, I will trace you through all your haunts, and flog you as I would a dog."
"There was a third," murmured Grace, almost inaudibly. "Who?" "My my my husband!" and, as she uttered the word, she leaned against the chimney-piece for support, and buried her face in her hands. The clergyman groaned audibly; he had known Grace from her childhood, and felt what the declaration must have cost her. Sir Thomas Purcel was cast in a sterner mould.
"Well, be off," said the proctor, "to the kitchen; get your breakfast first, and then we'll chat to you." "I will; but oh, Misther Purcel darlin', did you hear what happened last night?" "Is it Murray's business?" "What do you call Murray's business, Misther Purcel? 'Tis Murray's murdher, you mane?" "Certainly, I have heard it all this morning in C m."
Had she any idea who the "bit of a boy" was? "I didn't see him, but it might be Bert Purcel," answered Rhoda. "Folks get him to do errands sometimes. He's just drove up with his brother to bring the chickens. I'll send him 'round, and you can ask him." "Did you leave a box here Saturday night?" Mr. Lloyd inquired pleasantly, when the boy stood before him.
Purcel, I never think of them when the ladies is before me who would! However, I'm well prepared even for them. Here is a case o' razors that 'ud cut half an inch before the edge; now, if you find me another pair that'll do the seem hem! the same I'll buy the Bank of Ireland and give it to you for a new-year's-gift." "Don't you know this gentleman?" asked the proctor, pointing to M'Carthy.
You know I always lived up to my income indeed, at best, it was too limited for the demands of my family, and our habits of life. And now, to have the very prop the only one on which I leant suddenly snapt from under me it is frightful. But you are to blame, Purcel; you are much to blame. Why did you not apprise me of this ruinous state of things before it came thus on me unawares?
"Purcel, my dear fellow!" said the magistrate, who was now pretty deep in his cups, and consequently somewhat pot-valiant or at least disposed to show them a touch of his valor "Alick, my dear fellow, you are courageous enough, I admit, but at the same time, you must put yourself under the guidance of a brave and loyal old magistrate, who is not to be cowed and intimidated by a crew of midnight cut-throats.
"Cannie," said Fergus, "we were just-talking of Buck English. Mr. Purcel here-says that there's some mystery about him; for nobody knows how he lives, and every one almost is afraid of him. My Father, however, denies that every one is afraid of him." "Buck English!" exclaimed the pedlar. "Mr. O'Driscol, darlin', what did your honor say about him?"
The judge then rose, and in a voice that was also solemn but distinct, pronounced the sentence of the court to be "Death and dark destruction to Matthew Purcel and his sons," with an order that it should be carried into execution on that very night.
"Money I have got for you, no doubt money I have got certainly." The double chin once more assumed its natural hue of celestial rosy red." "Upon my honor, Purcel," he replied, "I have not temper for this; it seems to me that you take particular delight in wantonly tampering with my feelings. I am really quite tired of it. Why harass and annoy me with your alarms?
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