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Purcel, who is hasty but generous. You will forgive him, I say, and he will give you something in the shape of a salve for your wounds. Come, forgive him, Hourigan, and I will overlook, on my part, the seditious language you used against the Irish magistracy; and, besides, you will make me your friend."
"Yes, plaise your honor," said Hourigan, rather drily, "but it's so hard to make the people at large believe the truth, sir. Good-mornin', your worship, an' many thanks for the illigant justice you gave me. Good-mornin' you, too, Misther Purcel; I hope we'll be betther friends, sir."
I'd thank you, sir, to keep what I tould you to yourself, for even if it was known in this neighborhood that I ped them, I wouldn't be safe." "You don't know Hourigan, then?" "How could I, sir, and me a sthranger?" "Faith, and whether you do or not, it seems to me there's a strong family likeness between you and him." "Maybe so," the fellow replied, with a grin.
The latter had scarcely retired, when a gentle knock came to the door, and Alick, on opening it himself, found their friend and neighbor, Darby Hourigan, standing outside. "Well, Hourigan, what do you want now? have you repented, and come to the resolution of paying your tithes?"
O'Driscol, and as I am, I trust, an honest man, I never once mentioned your name, nor was there the slightest allusion made to it none, sir, whatever." "The truth is, I should think it very, strange, Mr. Purcel, and very odd, and very unfriendly and disenganious in you to spake of any magistrate in such a style as that. However, Sam, take the book and swear Hourigan."
Hourigan," replied the Buck, with a swagger, whilst he raised his head and pulled up the collar of his shirt at both sides, with a great deal of significant self-consequence; "perhaps you are I see so, that's oll. Perhaps, I repeat, there is some mimber of that family not presupposed against me, Mr. Hourigan?"
"I don't doubt but he is right enough there, your worship," observed Purcel, "there's a conspiracy " "Yes," exclaimed the magistrate, "oh! ay! yes! hem a conspiracy! Well no matter let it rest for a little. Well as this case is one of great difficulty, involving several profound points of law, I would recommend you to make it up, and be friends. Hourigan, you will forgive Mr.
After he had left them, the following brief dialogue took place between these two worthies: "Hourigan, blazes to me but I'm shot." "Hell's perdition to the unlucky villain so am I where are you shot, Mark?" "By japers, the blood's pourin' out from me in the thigh, an' I'm afeard I'm done for blast his unlucky hand, the villain; I wisht I had my dagger in him. Where are you shot, Darby?"
Hourigan's thumb had the genuine angle on the back of the book, but it did not escape Sam, who said, "You intend to kiss your thumb, Hourigan, but it's no go; here, sir, stand there, so that the book won't be a screen for you; turn round there now proceed." Hourigan, finding that the evasion in this instance was impracticable, gave it a strong, derisive smack that might be heard outside the room.
"He has made use of that language to intimidate your worship," proceeded Purcel, but I think he ought to know you better." "Sir," said O'Driscol, addressing Hourigan, "what did you mane by talking about shooting magistrates? Do you think, sirrah, to frighten me Fitzgerald O'Driscol from discharging my duty?" "Frighten, you, sir! oh! bedad, your honor, you aren't the gintleman for that."
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