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"You'll find that I have settled the matter," observed the young gentleman to Jem Tyler, after telling him the story, "and you have nothing to do but to follow up my hints. Did not I manage her famously? 'Twas well I recollected your challenge to Mahony, about that pretty creature, Harriet Parsons. It had a capital effect, I promise you.
Agnes said: "But I told Henry quite plainly, darling, that I would not cease my visits to you on that account. It is both wrong and foolish to think you or Dr. Mahony had anything to do with it and after the doctor was so kind, too, so VERY kind, about getting poor Mr. Glendinning into the asylum.
In the yard stood a stranger who, when the dog Pompey had been chidden and soothed, made mysterious signs to Mahony and murmured a well-known name. Admitted to the sitting-room he fished a scrap of dirty paper from his boot. Mahony put the candle on the table and straightened out the missive. Sure enough, it was in Purdy's hand though sadly scrawled.
"Lor, Polly! your bit of a kitchen ... in this weather ... I'm fair dished." And the good woman mopped her streaming face and could herself eat nothing. Mahony much preferred his wife's cooking, which took account of his tastes it was done, too, without any fuss and he persisted in upholding Polly's skill, in face of Mrs. Beamish's good-natured disbelief.
'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.
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.
But the winter ran away, one cold, wet week succeeding another, and still they were apart. Mahony urged and pleaded, but could not get Polly to name the wedding-day. He began to think pressure was being brought to bear on the girl from another side.
He still groaned over the hardships of the life, and still toiled on and all the rest was just the froth and braggadocio of aimless youth. Not twenty-four hours later, Sarah had an accident to her MACHOIRE and returned post-haste to Melbourne. "A most opportune breakage!" said Mahony, and laughed. That day at the dinner-table he had given his sister-in-law a piece of his mind.
A good practice which he had worked up in the seaport of Warrnambool had come to an untimely end. He did not enter into the reasons for this. "I was unfortunate ... had a piece of ill-luck," was how he referred to it. And knowing how fatally easy was a trip in diagnosis, a slip of the scalpel, Mahony tactfully helped him over the allusion.
For the unloading and warehousing of the goods, it was true, old Ocock had loaned his sons; but the strict watch Mahony felt bound to keep over this pretty pair far outweighed what their help was worth to him. Now it was Sunday evening, and for the first time for more than a week he could call his soul his own again.
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