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"Miss Black, open the door, and not another word." He edged Miss Annaly on, the moment the door opened, dragged Lady O'Shane after him, pushed Miss Black back as she attempted to follow: but, recollecting that she might spread the report of mischief, if he left her behind, drew her into the green-house, locked the door, and led Miss Annaly out into the air.
When Father O'Shane left for the village of B , in Vermont, to administer the rites of Christian unction to a departing soul, the roads were very hard to travel, and his progress, in company with his faithful guide, was tedious and slow in the extreme.
Many times during what we shall call his captivity within the gates of the strangers Paul had contrived to write letters to Father O'Shane in the city of T , as well as to his uncle in Ireland; but from some cause or other, to his innocent mind inexplicable, the letters never reached their destination, nor were they ever after heard of.
"These young ladies would not, I'm sure, do us old fellows the honour of waiting for us; and the young beaux deserted to your tea-table a long hour ago so why you have not been dancing is a mystery beyond my comprehension." "Tea or coffee, Sir Ulick O'Shane, for the third time of asking?" cried a sharp female voice from the remote tea-table.
Let this poor wounded fellow remain here I won't have him stirred to-night we shall see what ought to be done in the morning. Ormond, you forgot yourself strangely towards Lady O'Shane as to this fellow, don't make such a rout about the business; I dare say he will do very well: we shall hear what the surgeon says. At first I was horribly frightened I thought you and Marcus had been quarrelling.
On Ormond's landing in Dublin, the first news he heard, and it was repeated a hundred times in a quarter of an hour, was that "Sir Ulick O'Shane was bankrupt that his bank shut up yesterday." It was a public calamity, a source of private distress, that reached lower and farther than any bankruptcy had ever done in Ireland.
Though Sir Ulick O'Shane contrived to laugh on most occasions where other people would have wept, and though he had pretty well case-hardened his heart, yet he was shocked by the first news of the death of Sir Herbert Annaly. He knew the man must die, he said so must we all, sooner or later but for the manner of his death, Sir Ulick could not help feeling a secret pang.
Sir Ulick O'Shane, sensible of the disadvantage of having estranged such a family connexion, and fully capable of appreciating the value of her friendship, had of late years taken infinite pains to redeem himself in Lady Annaly's opinion.
"I wish, Lady O'Shane," continued Sir Ulick in a lower tone, "I wish you had given me a hint of this." "Truth to tell, Sir Ulick, I did, I own, conceive from your walk and way, that you were not in a condition to take any hint I could give." "Pshaw, my dear, after having known me, I won't say loved me, a calendar year, how can you be so deceived by outward appearances?
"What is there obnoxious in that?" said Cornelius. "Wait till you hear the end 'and feed and clothe the distressed." "That is not obnoxious either, I hope," said Ormond, laughing. "Young gentleman, you belong to the establishment, and are no judge in this case, permit me to remark," said Father Jos; "and I could wish Mr. O'Shane would hear to the end, before he joins in a Protestant laugh."
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