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McBride you see it was not for the fortune. Honor. Oh! Phil, didn't I tell you her heart was right? Catty. We will work hard cheer up, McBrides. Now the Roonies and McBrides has joined, you'll see we'll defy the world and O'Blaney, the chate of chates. Honor. Randal's own mother! Catty. Ay, now, we are all one family now pull together. Don't be cast down, Phil dear.
Oh, this works well and no fear that the Roonies and McBrides should ever come to an understanding to cut me out. Young Mr. Randal Rooney, my humble compliments to you, and I hope you'll become the willow which you'll soon have to wear for Miss Honor McBride's pretty sake. But I wonder the brother a'n't come up yet with the rist of her fortune. Jack! Jenny! Where's Pat?
How could I hear, backwards, as you see, from the street, and given up to my business? Catty. Business! oh! here is a fine business the McBrides have driven all before them, and chased the Roonies out of Ballynavogue. Catty Rooney! that ever you'd live to see this day! O'Bla. Rooney. Catty. No, thank you, counshillor, it's past that even! ogh! ogh! oh! wirrastrew! oh! wirrastrew, ogh!
I got a great character of his honour. I'd sooner come before your honour than any jantleman in all Ireland. I'm sure your honour will stand my frind. Clerk. Silence! Mr. Carv. Misguided people of Ballynavogue and Ballynascraw CARVER pronounces the word "Ballynavogue," CATTY curtsies, and all the ROONIES, behind her, bow, and answer Here, plase your honour.
"Up, Roonies, and at 'em!" cried he; and up, to be sure, they flew, shillelahs and all, like lightning, daling blows on all of us McBrides: but I never lifted a hand; and Randal, I'll do him justice, avoided to lift a hand against me. Randal. And while I live I'll never forget that hour, nor this hour, Phil, and all your generous construction. Catty. Mr. Carv.
The ROONIES sigh and groan, and after turning their hats several times, bow, walk a few steps away, return, and seem loath to depart. CATTY springs forward, holding up her hands joined in a supplicating attitude to Mr. Randal. If your honour would be plasing to let her spake now, or she'd burst, may be. Mr. Carv. Speak now, woman, and ever after hold your tongue. Catty. Mr. Carv. Very fair, Mrs.
Then it's plain them McBrides dare not be showing their faces, or even their backs, in Ballynavogue. But sure all our Ballynascraw boys, the Roonies, are in it as usual, I hope? Pat. Oh, ma'am, there is plinty of Roonies. I marked Big Briny of Cloon, and Ulick of Eliogarty, and little Charley of Killaspugbrone. Catty. All good men no better. Praise be where due. Pat.
Then Randal Rooney, being past his rason, turns to all them Roonies that were in no condition. Mr. Carv. That were, what we in English would call drunk, I presume? Randal. Something very near it, plase your honour. Phil. Sitting on the bench outside the door they were, when Randal came up.
Philip McBride, no longer flourishing Phil; since you are now all reconciled, let me have the pleasure of giving you a reconciliation dinner, at the wedding of Honor McBride, who is an honour to her family, and Randal Rooney, who so well deserves her love. The McBRIDES and ROONIES join in the cry of Long life and great luck to your ladyship, that was always good! Mr. Carv.
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