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The gentle Mave herself, patient and uncomplaining as she was, had become thin and cheerless; yet of such a character was the sadness that rested upon her, that it only added a mournful and melancholy charm to her beauty a charm that touched the heart of the beholder at once with love and compassion.
"If it's my fate to go, father, I'll go, an if it isn't God will take care of me; whatever comes, I'm resigned to His will." "Ay, dear, an' you ever wor, too and for the same raison God's blessin' will be upon you; but what makes you look so low, avourneen? I trust in my Saviour, you are not unwell, Mave, dear."
Mave, on concluding, looked up into his face, and saw that his eyes were moist; he then smiled moodily, and, placing his hand upon her head in an approving manner, said "You wor always good, Mave here, set Darby free; but my mind's uneasy; I'm not right, I doubt: nor as I ought to be; but I'll tell you what I'll go back towards home wid you, if you'll tell me more about Peggy."
Mave felt her heart sink, and her whole being disturbed with a heavy sense of terror, as Sarah uttered the incoherent rhapsody which we have just repeated.
"Mave," said the father, "I'll miss him more nor any of you: but sure he'll often send letters to us from Maynewth, to tell us now he's gettin' on; an' we'll be proud enough, never fear."
"Well, well, Docthor," said Denis, "that was all right; let Mave alone, an' maybe she'll be apt to find out a pair that will match Mrs. Hacket's. Not that I say it, but she doesn't like to be outdone in anything." "Docthor, I was wishin' to know, sir," continued the uncle of the absent candidate, "what the value of a good parish might be."
Mave for such was her name with trembling limbs, burning blushes and palpitating heart, then passed from the shady angle where they stood; but ere she did, one quick and lightning glance was bestowed upon her lover, which, brief though it was, he felt as a sufficient consolation for the enmity of her father.
"Oh! what about her?" asked Mave, participating in his grief; "oh! what about her that every one loves?" "She was obliged to go out this mornin'," he proceeded, "to beg openly in the face of day among the neighbors! Now, Mave Sullivan, farewell!" said he rising, while his face was crimsoned over with shame; "farewell, Mave Sullivan; all, from this minute, is over between you an' me.
"She looks like a poor woman,"* said Mave, "an' yet she didn't ask anything in Skinadre's, barring a drink of water; but, God pity her if she's comin' to us for relief poor creature! At any rate, she appears to have care and distress in her face; I'll spake to her." * A common and compassionate name for a person forced to ask alms.
Is it now, then, that you'd expect me to desert you? to keep cool with you, or to lave you when you have no other heart to go to for any comfort but mine? Oh, no! Con dear. You own Mave Sullivan is none of these.
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