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Lord Cashel certainly felt a considerable degree of relief when his daughter told him that Lord Kilcullen had left the house, and was on his way to Dublin, though he had been forced to pay so dearly for the satisfaction, had had to falsify his solemn assurance that he would not give his son another penny, and to break through his resolution of acting the Roman father . He consoled himself with the idea that he had been actuated by affection for his profligate son; but such had not been the case.
In the first place, Lord Kilcullen though a very good son, on the whole, as the father frequently remarked to himself was a little fond of having a will of his own, and may-be, might object to dispense with his dancing-girls.
"You'll what? thrash him?" "Indeed, I'd like nothing better!" "And then shoot him be tried by your peers and perhaps hung; is that it?" "Oh, that's nonsense. I don't wish to fight any one, but I am not going to be insulted." "I don't think you are: I don't think there's the least chance of Kilcullen insulting you; he has too much worldly wisdom.
But his brow became clouded, and he bit his lips when his father accused him of swindling; and he was just about to break forth into a torrent of recrimination, when Lord Cashel turned off into a pathetic strain, and Kilcullen thought it better to leave him there.
It was, at last, however, over; and the father requested the son to come with him into the book-room. When the fire was poked, and the chairs were drawn together over the rug, there were no further preliminaries which could be decently introduced, and the earl was therefore forced to commence. "Well, Kilcullen, I'm glad you're come to Grey Abbey.
"Tierney," said Kilcullen, meeting his friend after his escape from the book-room; "you are not troubled with a father now, I believe; do you recollect whether you ever had one?" "Well, I can't say I remember just at present," said Mat; "but I believe I had a sort of one, once."
But she was too late; she did not do it till after Lord Kilcullen had offered and had been refused. About twelve o'clock the same night, Lord Kilcullen and Mat Tierney were playing billiards, and were just finishing their last game: the bed-candles were lighted ready for them, and Tierney was on the point of making the final hazard. "So you're determined to go to-morrow, Mat?" said Kilcullen.
"Well, sir," and he stood up from his chair, to face his victim, who was still standing and, thrusting his hands into his trowsers' pockets, frowned awfully "Well, sir; am I to be any further favoured with your plans?" "I have none, my lord," said Kilcullen; "I am again ready to listen to yours." "My plans? I have no further plans to offer for you.
Many a time since has he told in Connaught, how Mr O'Joscelyn. and Mary, his wife, sat up two nights running, armed to the teeth, to protect themselves from the noisy Repealers of Kilcullen. Mr Armstrong arrived safely at his parsonage, and the next morning he rode over to Kelly's Court. But Lord Ballindine was not there.
In the early years of the reign of Henry VIII. the Pale embraced only portions of the present counties of Dublin, Louth, Meath and Kildare, or to be more accurate, it was bounded by a line drawn from Dundalk through Ardee, Kells, Kilcock, Clane, Naas, Kilcullen, Ballymore-Eustace, Rathcoole, Tallaght, and Dalkey.
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