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One evening, about that time, Ginty Cooper had been to see her brother, Tom Corbet, at the baronet's, and was on her way home, when she accidentally spied M'Bride in conversation with Norton, at Lord Cullamore's hall-door, which, on her way to Sir Thomas's, she necessarily passed.
We have got a special license for the purpose of meeting our peculiar case, so that the marriage can be private; that is to say, can take place in the lady's own house. Do you think though, that M'Bride has actually destroyed the papers?" "The drunken ruffian! certainly. He gave me great insolence a couple of days ago." "Why so?"
His lordship had been reading the Bible as M'Bride entered, and, after having closed it, and placed his spectacles between the leaves as a mark, he motioned the man to come forward. "Well," said he, "have you brought those documents with you?" "I have, my lord." "Pray," said he, "allow me to see them."
"Sir Thomas," said Dunroe, in a conversation with the baronet held on the very day after Norton and M'Bride had set out on their secret expedition, "this marriage is unnecessarily delayed. I am anxious that it should take place as soon as it possibly can." "But," replied the baronet, "I have not been able to see your father on the subject, in consequence of his illness."
"Well, now," he continued, "I assure you I'm neither curious nor inquisitive; yet, unless it be a very profound secret indeed, I give my honor I should wish to hear it." "There's others in your family would be glad to hear it as well as you," replied M'Bride. "The earl has seen you once or twice before on the subject, I think?" "He has, sir?" "And this is the third time, I believe?"
They had suffered more than M'Bride, and therefore their story was not so bright as his; yet they gave a very pleasant account of the new country. No one yet, however, seemed ready to make his home in Kentucky; and accident at last seems to have thrown one man into that country, whose story, upon his return, made some anxious to go there. This was John Finley, a backwoodsman of North Carolina.
Lord Cullamore raised himself in his chair, and after looking at the treacherous villain with a calm feeling of scorn and indignation, to which his illness imparted a solemn and lofty severity, that made M'Bride feel as if he wished to sink through the floor, "Go," said he, looking at him with an eye that was kindled into something of its former fire.
It was just about dusk, or, as they call it in the country, between the two lights, and as the darkness was every moment deepening, she resolved to watch them, for the purpose of tracing M'Bride home to his lodgings.
His lordship took them without seeming to have heard this observation; and as he held them up, M'Bride could perceive that a painful change came over him. He became ghastly pale, and his hands trembled so violently, that he was unable to read their contents until he placed them flat upon the table before him.
Looking at me intently a moment, his face brightened, and he exclaimed: "You are Rob M'Bride, aren't you?" "Yes; and you are Billy Craig," was the immediate reply. As soon as he pronounced my name, it all came to me in a moment. We had been school-mates at Courtney's School-house. He was then one of the "big boys," and I a lad of nine or ten. I had not seen him since.
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