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Under what he counted the chiefs contempt, he had already grown worse; and the thought that perhaps the great world might one day look upon him with like contempt, wrought in him bitterly; he had not the assurance of rectitude which makes contempt hurtless. He was crueller now than before the chief's letter to his daughter. When Mistress Conal saw him, she addressed herself to him directly.
Under what he counted the chiefs contempt, he had already grown worse; and the thought that perhaps the great world might one day look upon him with like contempt, wrought in him bitterly; he had not the assurance of rectitude which makes contempt hurtless. He was crueller now than before the chief's letter to his daughter. When Mistress Conal saw him, she addressed herself to him directly.
Returning northward he retook Castledermot, and inflicted chastisement on the warlike Abbot of Conal, near Naas, who shortly before attacked some Irish forces on the Curragh of Kildare, slaying two hundred men. Castledermot was retaken by the Lord Deputy Scrope the next year, with the aid of the Earls of Ormond and Desmond, and the Prior of Kilmainham, at the head of his Knights.
She also feared what might be said if he kept coming to the shop where Mistress Conal had seen him more than once, and looked poison at him. For her own sake, for the sake of Lachlan, and for the sake of the chief, she resolved to make the young father of the ancient clan acquainted with her trouble.
Aunt Conal told me, about a month since, that I was going a long journey, and would never come back. I asked her if I was to die on the way, but she would not answer me. Anyhow I'm not fit to be his wife, if I'm not ready to die for him! Some people think it wrong to marry anybody going to die, but at the longest, you know, sir, you must part sooner than you would!
The same instant they heard a groan, and then first discovered the old woman in bed, seemingly very ill. Ian went up to her. "What is the matter with you, Mistress Conal?" he asked, addressing her in English because of the ladies. But in reply she poured out a torrent of Gaelic, which seemed to the girls only grumbling, but was something stronger.
"Well, whether you are tired or not, I believe I am the stronger of the two!" "Small doubt of that, Alister!" said mistress Conal with a sigh. "Then I will take your creel, and you will soon be home. Come along! It is going to be a wild night!" So saying he took the rope from the neck of the old woman right gently, and threw the creel with a strong swing over his shoulder.
Many of the Celts are by nature poets, and mistress Conal often spoke in a manner seldom heard from the lips of a lowland woman.
"She shall be finding no help in MY house!" answered the old woman in English. "Very well, Mistress Conal!" returned the chief; "the lady cannot walk home; I shall have to carry her!" "God forbid!" she cried. "Go and fetch a wheelbarrow." "Mistress Conal, there is nothing for it but carry her home in my arms!" "Give me the cursed brog then. I will draw the nail."
In 1346, under Conal O'Moore, they destroyed the foreign strongholds of Ley and Kilmehedie; and though Conal was slain by the English, and Rory, one of their creatures, placed in his stead, the tribe put Rory to death as a traitor in 1354, and for two centuries thereafter upheld their independence.
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