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They reached their destination about two o'clock in the night, just one hour before the death of her on whose account they had come such a journey. Father O'Shane poor old gentleman! suffered terribly; had his ears frostbitten, and two of his fingers frozen.
"We are too long, Lady O'Shane," added he, "standing here like lovers, talking to no one but ourselves awkward in company." "Like lovers!" The sound pleased poor Lady O'Shane's ear, and she smiled for the first time this night Lady O'Shane was perhaps the last woman in the room whom a stranger would have guessed to be Sir Ulick's wife.
They brought, in corroboration of their arguments or assertions, the example and constant practice of "many as good a jantleman as any in Ireland, who had his rent made up for him that ways, very ready and punctual. There was his honour, Mr. Such-a-one, and so on; and there was Sir Ulick O'Shane, sure!
"No danger nonsense, my dear." But now this idea had seized Lady O'Shane, it appeared to her a sufficient reason for desiring to remove the man even this night. She asked why he could not be taken to his own home and his own people; she repeated, that it was very strange of Mr. Ormond to take such liberties, as if every thing about Castle Hermitage was quite at his disposal.
Lady O'Shane could not be young, and would not be old: so without the charms of youth, or the dignity of age, she could neither inspire love, nor command respect; nor could she find fit occupation or amusement, or solace or refuge, in any combination of company or class of society.
The admiration he felt for O'Shane's generous conduct, and the self-approbation he enjoyed in consequence of his own honourable firmness, had a great effect in strengthening and forming his character: it also rendered him immediately more careful in his whole behaviour towards Miss O'Shane. He was prudent till both aunt and niece felt indignant astonishment.
Sir Ulick O'Shane, as a well-known public character, had been the subject of a variety of puns, bon-mots, songs, and epigrams, which had become so numerous as to be collected under the title of Ulysseana.
At parting, White Connal drew his future father-in-law aside, and gave him a hint, that he had better look sharp after that youth he was fostering. "Harry Ormond, do you mean?" said O'Shane. "I do," said Connal: "but, Mr.
One morning, when Harry Ormond was out shooting, and King Corny, who had recovered tolerably from the gout, was reinstated in his arm-chair in the parlour, listening to Father Jos reading "The Dublin Evening Post," a gossoon, one of the runners of the castle, opened the door, and putting in his curly red head and bare feet, announced, in all haste, that he "just seen Sir Ulick O'Shane in the boat, crossing the lake for the Black Islands."
"He was not fit for any profession, except, perhaps, the army he was too old for the navy he was at present going, he believed, to the house of an old friend, a relation of Sir Ulick, Mr. Cornelius O'Shane." "My son, Sir Herbert Annaly, has an estate in this neighbourhood, at which he has never yet resided, but we are going there when we leave Castle Hermitage.
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