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Letty, of late, that is since the morning of the peddler's conversation with Mogue, had observed that some unaccountable change had taken place in his whole manner, not only towards herself, but in his intercourse with the rest of his fellow-servants.
"Ay, all of us," replied others; "and we're here now for an hour and a half, and no sign of seein' us." "Yez are in a hurry, then?" "To be sure we are." "Well, to them that's in a hurry I've a word to say." "What is it, Mogue?" "Why, it is this, take your time ever an' always, when you happen to be in a hurry take your time."
"Nothing that's good, at any rate," replied the other; "except that the country, Mogue, must be put under martial law." He set spurs to his horse on uttering these words, and immediately rode on. "Ay," said Mogue, as he looked bitterly after him, "there you go, you blasted tyrant! "Martial law!
"Mogue," said Flann, "what are you doing in the Town of the Red Castle?" "I'm here to sell a few things," said Mogue, "this little horse," said he, "and a few things I have in my pack." "And where are your friends?" asked Flann. "My band, do you mean?" said Mogue. "Sure, they all left me when you proved you were the better robber. What are you doing here?" "I have no business at all," said Flann.
"Eh!" he exclaimed, struck almost on the instant into a state of ecstacy; "Is that Miss Julia?" "Yes, Mogue," she replied, in the same low voice, "I do not wish to run the risk of speaking to you from this; stay there, and I will go to one of the windows of the front parlor."
"Mogue Moylan," said John, "will you go out and tell them fellows that I and Alick will be in the office presently and do you hear? tell them to look like men, and not so much like murderers that came to take our lives. Say we'll be in the office presently, and that we hope it's not excuses they're fetching us."
"Well," thought Mogue, "it is come to this at last? oh, thin, but I was a blackguard haythen an' nothing else ever to think of you, Letty Lenehan, or any low-born miscreant like you.
And then he thought that whatever else happened he would go to the King's orchard and see Flame-of-Wine. If he had one of the wonderful things that Mogue had shown him the Rose of Sweet Smells or the Comb of Magnificence! These would show her that he was of some consequence. If he had either of these wonderful things and offered it to her she might be pleased with him!
Said the Spae-Woman, "You are to take the Girdle of Truth and give it to Flame-of-Wine. Tell Mogue that I said he is to give it to you without adding one day to your years' service. When Flame-of-Wine has put the girdle around her waist ask her for the seven drops of heart's blood that will bring your mother's seven brothers back to their human shapes.
On comparing notes, both came to the same conclusion, viz., that there existed in the bosom of Mogue some latent hard feeling against M'Carthy. "I am sure there does," said Jerry, "and I think I know why too Mogue isn't the only person that has a deadly hatred against Mr.
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