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Updated: June 23, 2025
And it had been his Mahony's., honourable portion to give the last kick, the ultimate shove into perdition. Why, he would rather have lost the money ten times over! To divert his mind, he began next morning to make an inventory of the goods in the store. It was high time, too: thanks to the recent disturbances he did not know where he stood.
'Because, later, you will have to get a gang of fellows to be about the house the day after, when I pay my visit. 'Fellows of our own sort, or the police? 'Neither. I thought of fellows of our own sort. They would talk and guess. 'Better get some of Ned Mahony's gang? asked Trevor. Mr. Mahony was an ex-pugilist, and a distinguished instructor in the art of self-defence.
He could not disregard the opportunity; he advanced upon her. But two beseeching hands fended him off. "No ... no. Please ... oh, PLEASE, don't!" This was no catchpenny coquetry; it was a genuine dread of undue familiarity. A kindred trait in Mahony's own nature rose to meet it. "Certainly not, if it is disagreeable to you. Shall we shake hands instead?"
For he had turned up with hardly a shirt to his back, and had to be rigged out afresh from Mahony's wardrobe. It was decided that he should remain their guest in the meantime; also that Mahony should call on his behalf on the Commissioner of Police, and put in a good word for him. For Purdy had come back with the idea of seeking a job in the Ballarat Mounted Force.
And since this was a pleasant-spoken man and intelligent though with a somewhat down-at-heel look besides being a stranger to the town, Mahony impulsively took him home to dinner. In the evening they sat and talked. The visitor, whose name was Wakefield, was considerably Mahony's senior. By his own account he had had but a rough time of it for the past couple of years.
Here, with a disconcerting abruptness, he drew to him a blue linen bag that lay on the seat, and loosening its string took out a sheaf of official papers, in which he was soon engrossed. He had had enough of Mahony's conversation in the meantime, or so it seemed; had thought of something better to do, and did it. His brother-in-law eyed him as he read. "He's a bad colour.
Again, the admission might be accepted in peace just now, and later on used as a weapon against him. In his, Mahony's, eyes, by far the wisest course would be, to let the grass grow over the whole affair. And here he rose, abruptly terminating the interview. "You and I, too, sir, if you please, will forget what has passed between us this morning, and never come back on it.
Fogarty's best bacon, which the holy man had concealed in the folds of that sacred vestment, to elude the predatory instincts of the women, and from which he and Mr. Mahony were wont to cut their jovial rashers. The shutter of poor Mahony's window was by this time open, and the gray light disclosed the grimly form of Father Roach, in his surplice, floating threateningly into the chamber.
How you do run on!" and Mary, still gently incredulous but a thought wider awake, let her work sink to her lap. "What is the use of talking like that?" "Believe it or not, my dear, as you choose. You'll see that's all." At her further exclamations of doubt and amazement, Mahony's patience slipped its leash. "Surely to goodness my health comes first ... before any confounded practice?" "Ssh!
There's old Darby and O'Sullivan Og's wife and Pat Mahony and Judy Mahony's four sons and Mick Sullivan and Tim and Luke the Lamiter and the three Sullivans at the landing, and Phil the crowder, and the seven tenants at Killabogue it's of them, it's of them" as he spoke his finger moved from hovel to hovel "and their like I'm thinking. You cry them and they follow, for they're your folks born.
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