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Updated: June 20, 2025
O'Blaney, ma'am plase your honour all truth now the counshillor, that same and no other, as I've breath in my body for why should I tell a lie now, when I've no place in my eye, and not a ha'porth to get by it? I'll confess all. It was by my master's orders that I should set you, Mrs. Rooney, and your pride up, ma'am, again' making up with them McBrides.
Not he he's no conjuror: many's the dozen tricks I played him afore now. Pat. But, counshillor, there's the big veshel in the little passage I got a hint from a friend, that the shuper got information of the spirits in that from some villain. O'Bla. And do you think I don't know a trick for that, too? Pat.
How could I hear, backwards, as you see, from the street, and given up to my business? Catty. Business! oh! here is a fine business the McBrides have driven all before them, and chased the Roonies out of Ballynavogue. Catty Rooney! that ever you'd live to see this day! O'Bla. Rooney. Catty. No, thank you, counshillor, it's past that even! ogh! ogh! oh! wirrastrew! oh! wirrastrew, ogh!
And was up till past two in the morning, last night, madam, he bid me say, looking over them papers you left with him for your shuit, ma'am, with the McBrides, about the bit of Ballynascraw bog; and if you call upon the counshillor in the course of the morning, he'll find, or make, a minute, for a consultation, he says.
I would not fear to gain that in due time, if you would stand my friend in forbidding her the sight of Randal. Old McB. I will with pleasure, that for tho' I won't force her to marry to plase me, I'll forbid her to marry to displase me; and when I've said it, whatever it is, I'll be obeyed. O'Bla. That is all I ax. Old McB. But now what settlement, counshillor, will you make on my girl? O'Bla.
I! I'm neither watch nor repater I scorn both; and between you and I, since you say so, counshillor, that's my chiefest objection to Carver, whom I wouldn't know from Adam, except by reputation. But it's the report of the country, that he has common informers in his pay and favour; now that's mane, and I don't like it. O'Bla. Nor I, Mrs. Rooney.
But in case he'd prove refractory, and would not take my examinations, can't I persecute my shute again the McBrides for the bit of the bog of Ballynascraw, counshillor? Can't I harash 'em at law? O'Bla. You can, ma'am, harash them properly. I've looked over your papers, and I'm happy to tell you, you may go on at law as soon and as long as you plase. Catty.
Oh, counshillor, now, if you wouldn't be flattering a wake woman. O'Bla. Wake woman! not a bit of woman's wakeness in ye. Oh, my cat-o'-cats! let any man throw her from him, which way he will, she's on her legs and at him again, tooth and claw. Catty. With nine lives, renewable for ever. O'Bla.
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