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These words, pronounced with a grave face, in a loud, rapid, and sonorous tone of voice, startled the good people of the house, who sat mute and astonished at such an exordium from the worthy pastor: but no sooner had he uttered Brian Buie's name, giving him, at the same time, a fierce and authoritative look, than the latter started to his feet, and stepped down in a kind of alarm towards the door.
Its effect, however, was limited within a circle of about a mile, for they could observe that it got faint gradually, from the centre to the extreme verge, where it melted into utter darkness. "They must mean something extraordinary," said Connor; "whatever it is, it appears to be behind the hill that divides us from Bodagh's Buie's house. Blessed earth! it looks as if the sky was on fire!"
Whilst the priest was taking Brian Buie's seat, she went once more to watch the return of Denis; and while she stood upon the stile, her father, after having put up the horse, entered the house, "to keep his Reverence company." "An' pray, Docthor," he inquired, "where is Father Molony, that he's not wid you?
To detail the proceedings of their meetings, and recount the savage and vindictive ferocity of such men, would be pacing the taste and humanity of our readers a bad compliment. It is enough to say that a fund was raised for Flanagan's defence, and a threatening notice written to be pasted on the Bodagh Buie's door of which elegant production the following is a literal copy:
The consequence of all this was, that the destruction of Bodagh Buie's property created a sensation in the country, of which, familiarized as we are to such crimes, we can entertain but a very faint notion. In three days a reward of five hundred pounds, exclusive of two hundred from government, was offered for such information as might bring the incendiary, or incendiaries, to justice.
"He's gone on a message for me," replied Connor, with the utmost frankness. "But that's a bad way for him to mind his business," said the father. "I'll have the task that you set both of us finished," replied the son, "so that you'll lose nothin' by his absence, at all events." "It's wrong, Connor, it's wrong; where did you sind him to?" "To Bodagh Buie's wid a letter to Una."
The circumstance which produced the first conversation they ever had arose from an incident of a very striking and singular character. About a week before the evening in question, one of Bodagh Buie's bee-skeps hived, and the young colony, though closely watched and pursued, directed their course to Fardorougha's house, and settled in the mouth of the chimney.
"Divil a word worth telling; at laste that I can hear." "I mane from Bodagh Buie's." Bartle stared at him; "Bodagh Buie's! what do I know about Bodagh Buie? are you ravin'?" "Bartle," said Connor, smiling, "my father and mother knows all about it an' about your going to Una with the letter. I have no secrets from them." "Hoot toot!
"Which of you is takin' away the girl, boys?" inquired one of the strangers. "Begad, Bartle Flanagan, since there's no use in hidin' it, when we're all as we ought to be." "Bartle Flanagan!" said a voice "Bartle Flanagan, is it? An' who's the girl?" "Blur an' agres, Alick Nulty, don't be too curious, she comes from Bodagh Buie's."
But about sleepin' in to-night coorse I wouldn't be knockin' up my father, and disturbin' my poor mother for no rason; so, of coorse, as I said, I'll sleep in the barn; it makes no difference one way or other." "Connor," said Flanagan, with much solemnity, "if Bodagh Buie's wise, he'll marry you and his daughter as fast as he can." "An' why, Bartle?" "Why, for rasons you know nothin' about.
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