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An' if yuh don't want somethin' turrible to happen, yuh'll say nothin', but yuh'll behave yerself like a decent married woman an' go to church an' say yer prayers against trouble. That woman with the cards says whatever th' old Nick puts into her head to say." Mrs. Cregan cried: "She saw it in me hand!" Mrs. Byrne drew herself up like a prophetess.
"The poor creature!" she wept. "The poor ol' man. Poor Dinny!" Mrs. Byrne folded her arms. "Mary Cregan," she said, in hoarse disgust, "when yuh've done makin' a fool o' yerself, I'll trouble yuh to listen to me. Now! If y' ever breathe a word o' this to Cregan, he'll laugh himself blind! Mind yuh that! He'll not believe yuh. No one'll believe yuh. No one!
Cregan was not going to speak, she looked up at the girl with a bargain-counter keenness. "Have y' any pancakes fit t' eat? How much are they? Ten cents! Fer how many? Fer three pancakes? Fer three! D'yuh hear that?" she appealed to Mrs. Cregan. "Come home with me, that's a good woman. It's a sin to pay it. Three cents fer a pancake! Aw, come along out o' this. Ten cents!
Her lover, Myles Murphy, a good-natured farmer from Killarney, gained over her father to his interests, and the old man pressed her either to give consent to the match or a good reason for her refusal. After a distressing altercation, Eily left the house without a word of farewell. She had married Hardress Cregan secretly, and the priest had died immediately after the ceremony.
What'd Father Dumphy say to this, think yuh?" "He's a man. I know what he'd say. He'd tell me to go back to Cregan. I'll niver go back. Niver!" "Yuh won't! What'll yuh do, then? Where'll yuh go to?" "I'll niver go back. Niver! He's broke me best chiny an' kicked the leg off the chair an' overtoorned the table an' ordered me out o' the little bit o' home I been all these years puttin' together.
Cregan not knowin' where I was to go to, ner how I was to live I'd go an' have a talk with her before I went further, d'yuh see?" "God forbid! 'Tis a mortal sin." "'Tis not. When I told Father Dumphy what I'd done, he called me an ol' fool an' gave me an extry litany fer penance. What's a litany!" "I'd be scared o' me life!" "Yuh w'd not. Come along with me. I was goin'. I got troubles o' me own.
Cregan came to Hardress's room with fearful tidings. Eily's dress had been recognised, and suspicion had fallen upon Danny Mann. Hardress told her that his former servant had left the country, but soon the soldiers arrived at the house with the hunchback in charge. Late that night Hardress left his bed, and entered the stable where Danny was confined.
Her voice had long since left her; she had nothing of her beauty but its yellow ruins; and her life was made up of the consideration of two great grievances: first, that her husband was always idle, and second, that her landlord overcharged her for her rooms on account of the nature of her "business." She saw nothing in Mrs. Byrne and Mrs. Cregan but their inability to help her pay her rent.
Byrne followed her in, afraid of leaving the frightened woman alone lest she should "blab" the whole secret to the first person she met, even then Mrs. Cregan could not speak until she had gathered up the broken dishes and propped the broken chair against the wall, as frantically as if she were trying to conceal the evidence of a crime. Then she sank down on a sofa and burst into tears.
"Yuh'll not make yer own livin' an' eat the likes o' this," she grumbled asthmatically. "Yuh'd better be savin' yer money." Mrs. Cregan was looking at the thick china with a sort of aggrieved despondence. As her pancakes were served to her, she bent over the plate to hide a tear that trickled down her nose. It splashed on the piece of food that she raised to her mouth. She ate it tear and all.
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