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It's Mary, Hugh your mother, Torley your own mother, Brian dear, with the fair locks. "'Ay, said Raymond, 'that's the white-head she misses that's him that I loved but sure she needn't call him for he won't waken. I'll spake to her. As he uttered the words he passed rapidly out of a broken portion of the wall, and, before she was aware of his approach, stood beside her.
Every step he took was strictly and perfectly legal, and the consequence was, that he had that strong argument, "I am supporthed by the, laws of the land," to enable him to trample upon all the principles of humanity and justice to gratify political rancor, personal hatred, to oppress, persecute, and ruin. Removal, however, in Torley O'Regan's case, would have been instant death.
But no here were the elements of God, as it were, called in by the malignity and wickedness of man to war against old age, infancy, and disease. For a day or two proceeding this, poor Torley thought he felt a little better, that is to say, his usual symptoms of suffering were litigated, as is sometimes the case when human weakness literally sinks below the reach of pain itself.
His mother, who was now in a state between stupor and distraction, exclaimed "To be sure, darling, and I'll assist you, and so will Torley." The death of this boy, under circumstances of such incredible cruelty, occasioned even M'Clutchy to relax something of his original intentions.
I looked again, and then I thought I saw my three little brothers standin' inside the gate smilin' and I said, 'ar'n't you my brothers that died when you were young? 'Yes, said they,'and we are come to welcome you here. I was then goin' to go in, when I thought I saw my father and Brian runnun' hand in hand towards the gate, and as' I was goin' in I thought they called after me 'wait, Torley, dear, for we will follow you soon."
"Father," said he, "I have fulfilled my oath Torley, I have fulfilled my oath Brian, my sweet and fair-haired child your brother, when none was left to do you justice but myself, has fulfilled his oath. Listen to me and rest quiet in your, graves.
In the meantime, although the youthful performer of this daring feat may be said to have passed among them like an arrow from a bow, yet it so happened that the secret of his identity did not rest solely with Torley Davoren.
"'It's a long sleep, she said, without noticing the question, 'a long sleep well, they want it, poor things, for there was but little for them but care, and cowld, and hardship Sure we had sickness Torley left us first; but, let me see, where did Poor Brian go?
We now proceed to the humble homestead of Torley Davoren; a homestead which we have already described as the humble abode of peace and happiness. Barney Casey, who felt anxious to know from the parents of Grace Davoren whether any trace or tidings of her had been heard of, went to pay the heart-broken family a visit for that purpose.
O! God sees my heart how I pity you, her father, and you, too, her mother, above all. But, Torley, dear, if we only had her if we only had her back again safe with us then what darling Dora says might be true, and her repentance would wash away her shame for every one loved her, so that they wouldn't judge her harshly."
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