'Lave, indeed! exclaimed the republican-minded Mrs. M'Donagh; 'it's I that wud be afther askin lave in a free counthry! Why, we've no masthers nor missusses here at all. 'Hut, woman, but they're my fostherers the young Mr. Wynns of Dunore. Great had been that name among the peasantry once; and even yet it had not lost its prestige with the transplanted Pat M'Donagh.