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"Up, Roonies, and at 'em!" cried he; and up, to be sure, they flew, shillelahs and all, like lightning, daling blows on all of us McBrides: but I never lifted a hand; and Randal, I'll do him justice, avoided to lift a hand against me. Randal. And while I live I'll never forget that hour, nor this hour, Phil, and all your generous construction. Catty. Mr. Carv.
I think, ma'am, you'll find she will do; and I reckon to keep her under my own eye and advice from morning till night: for when I seed the girl so willing to larn, I quite took a fancy to her, I own as it were. Mrs. Carv. Well, Bloomsbury, let me see this Honor McBride. Bloom. Mrs. Carv. She has been waiting a great while, I fear; I don't like to keep people waiting. Bloom.
Sitting at Flaherty's in the parlour, with the door open, and all the McBrides which was in it was in the outer room taking a toombler o' punch I trated 'em to but not drinking not a man out o' the way when in comes that gentlewoman. Old McB. Soft, why? Mighty soft cratur ever since he was born, plase your honour, though he's my son. Mr. Carv. Go on, Philip. Phil. So some one having tould Mrs.
Enter Mrs. CARVER, who is followed by Miss BLOOMSBURY, on tiptoe. Mrs. Carv. Willingly. Mr. Carv. The case lies in a nutshell, my dear: there is a man who swears that Honor McBride was behind the chapel, with Randal Rooney putting a ring on her finger, when the clock struck twelve, and our workmen's bell rang this morning.
Can't you find a sate for her, any of yees? Here's a stool give it her, Randal. Oh, bounce your forehead, Randal truth must out; you've put it to the test, sir. Randal. I desire no other for her or myself. Catty. I'd pity you, Honor, myself, only I know you a McBride and know you're desaving me, and all present. Mr. Carv. Call that other witness I allude to, clerk, into our presence without delay.
Honor. Truth! That time the clock struck twelve and the bell rang, I was happily here in this house, sir. Honor. If I might take the liberty to call one could do me justice. Mr. Carv. No liberty in justice speak out. Honor. If I might trouble Mrs. Carver herself? Mr. Carv. Mrs. Mr. Carv. Mrs. Carver, my dear, I must summon you to appear in open court, at the suit or prayer of Honor McBride.
"To His Excellency the Lord Lieutenant of Ireland." Mr. Carv. Pat. Well then I was lucky I found it, and proud. Mr. Carv. And well you may be, young man; for I can assure you, on this letter the fate of Ireland may depend. Pat. I wouldn't doubt it when it's a letter of your honour's I know your honour's a great man at the castle.
With the affairs of the nation on my shoulders can you possibly think? is the boy mad? that I've time to revise every poor scholar's copy-book? Pat. Mr. Carv. My protection? you are not under my protection, sir: promised clerk's place? I do not conceive what you are aiming at, sir. Pat.
Honor McBride, I was wrong; and here, publicly, as I traduced you, I ax your pardon before his honour, and your father, and your brother, and before Randal, and before my faction and his. Mr. Carv. I ought to reprove this acclamation but this once I let it pass. Phil. Father, you said nothing what do you say, sir? I never doubted Honor, and knew the truth must appear that's all I say. Honor.
But these are the pains and penalties of being such a man of consequence as you evidently are; and I that am now going to add to your troubles too by consulting you about my little pint! Mr. Carv. A point of law, I dare to say; for people somehow or other have got such a prodigious opinion of my law. O'Bla. Mr. Carv. And I own I cannot absolutely turn my back on people.
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