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"An' no thanks to you for that, Fardorougha," said the Bodagh. "No, no; I'll never buy a pig in a poke. If you won't act generously by your son, go home, in the name of goodness, and let us hear no more about it." "Why, why?" asked the miser, "are yees mad to miss what I can leave him? If you knew how much it is, you'd snap ; but God help me! what am I sayin'? I'm poorer than anybody thinks.
"Ah, Fardorougha, it's thrue, it's thrue!" replied the wife; "but remember he's not in the grave, not in the clay of the churchyard; we haven't seen him carried there, and laid down undher the heart breakin' sound of the dead bell; we haven't hard the cowld noise of the clay fallin' in upon his coffin. Oh no, no thanks, everlastin' thanks to God, that has spared our boy's life!
The gratification felt by Fardorougha, upon reflecting that no further addition was to be made to their family, resembled that which a hungry man feels who dreams he is partaking of a luxurious banquet.
"Well, but Fardorougha acushla, now hear me, throth it's thruth and sinse what you say; but still, avourneen, listen; now set in case that the Bodagh and his wife don't consint to their marriage, or to do anything for them, won't you take them a farm and stock it bravely? Think of poor Connor, the darlin' fine fellow that he is.
"We must carry Fardorougha in," said one of them to the rest; "for the liquor has fairly overcome him he's sound asleep." "He is cleared!" exclaimed the mother; "he is cleared! My heart tells me he has come out without a stain. What else could make his father, that never tasted liquor for the last thirty years, be as he is?"
When Biddy returned, he emptied the jug of water with the same trembling eagerness as before; then clasped his hands again, and commenced pacing the room, evidently in a mood of mind about to darken into all the wildness of his former grief. "Fardorougha," said Nogher M'Cormick; "I was undher this roof the night your manly son was born.
In the picture presented by Fardorougha the unhappy young man forgot in a moment his own miserable and gloomy fate. There blazed in his father's eyes an excitement at once dead and wild a vague fire without character, yet stirred by an incomprehensible energy wholly beyond the usual manifestations of thought or suffering.
"An' isn't he an only son, Fardorougha?" exclaimed the wife. "An' my sowl to happiness but I believe you'd see him want." "Any way," replied her husband, "I'm not for matches against the consint of parents; they're not lucky; or can't you run away wid her, an' thin refuse marryin' her except they come down wid the cash?" "Oh, father!" exclaimed Connor, "father, father, to become a villain!"
"Then," he exclaimed, "it's no robbery; it's not robbery afther all; but how could it? there's no money here; not a penny; an' I'm belied, at any rate; for there's not a poorer man in the barony thank God, it's not robbery!" "Oh, Fardorougha," said the wife, "don't you see they're goin' to take him away from us?" "Take who away from us?"
Fardorougha expressed his intention of opening the matter on the following day; but his wife, with a better knowledge of female character, deemed it more judicious to defer it until after the interview which was to take place between Connor and Una on the succeeding Thursday. It might be better, for instance, to make the proposal first to Mrs.
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