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However, they kindly talked of other things of how impossible it was that she should go back to Dunmore House, and how comfortable and snug they would make her at the inn, till she got a home for herself; of what she should do, and of all their little household plans together; till Anty, when she could forget her brother's threats for a time, seemed to be more comfortable and happy than she had been for years.
"You'll have very, very much to forgive," continued Anty; "but then it's so sweet to forgive; and he's had no fond mother like you; he has not been taught any duties, any virtues, as you have. He has only been taught that money is the thing to love, and that he should worship nothing but that.
Anty begged and prayed of her for to come and live at Dunmore House for good and all; but no; she says she'll never live in any one's house that isn't her own." "I'm not so, any way," said Jane; "I'd be glad enough to live in another person's house av I liked it." "I'll go bail you would, my dear," said Matilda; "willing enough especially John Dolan's."
The evening passed over quietly and snugly at the inn. Martin had not much difficulty in persuading his three companions to take a glass of punch each out of his tumbler, and less in getting them to take a second, and, before they went to bed, he and Anty were again intimate.
Then the King called all the guests about him and made a little speech. He said he always liked to reward kindness and honesty, and that Anty Hill and her nephew Sandy had been as kind and honest as any two people in his kingdom. After this the King drew out his sword which was a fine blade of sharp grass, and telling Sandy to kneel down, he said: "I dub thee Knight of the Red Hill."
The words he war afther using, and the things he said, war most horrid; and Miss Anty wouldn't for her dear life, nor for all the money in Dunmore, stop another night, nor another day in the house wid him." "But, is she much hurt, Biddy?" "Oh! her head's cut, dreadful, where she fell, ma'am: and he shuck the very life out of her poor carcase; so he did, Mrs Kelly, the ruffian!"
I was up in Dublin mostly, about that confounded loan, and poor Anty was left here by herself; and what should she do, but take up with a low huxter's family in the town here." "That's bad," said the attorney. "Was there an unmarried young man among them at all?" "Faith there was so; as great a blackguard as there is in Connaught." "And Miss Lynch is going to marry him?"
About five-and-twenty cousins muster together in red coats and top-boots, every Tuesday and Friday during the hunting-season. It would hardly be wise, in that country, to quarrel with a Kelly, a Dillon, or a Blake. We must now return to Dunmore, and say a few parting words of the Kellys and Anty Lynch; and then our task will be finished.
Long before he reached it he heard the voices of the children shouting, "Anty, anty over, anty, anty over."
Shure all he's afther is to frighthen you out of this. Never fear: Barry can't hurt us a halfporth, though no doubt he's willing enough, av' he had the way." "I wish I was in a convent, this moment," said Anty. "Oh! I wish I'd done as father asked me long since. Av' the walls of a convent was around me, I'd niver know what throubles was." "No more you shan't now," said Martin: "Who's to hurt you?
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