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After Smellpriest had drawn off his men, the bishop concluded the ceremony of the mass; but when he turned round to announce its conclusion in the words, ite, missa est, there was not a soul before him, the terrified congregation, as we have said, having all betaken themselves to flight.
"I know most of them by person, and have got private descriptions of them all from Captain Smellpriest, which will be invaluable to you, Sir Robert. The fact is and this I mention in the strictest confidence that Smellpriest is suspicious of your attachment to our glorious Constitution." "The confounded rascal," replied the baronet. "Did he ever burn as many Popish houses as I have done?
"Who are pursuing you? Sir Robert Whitecraft eh?" "No, sir, Captain Smellpriest and his gang." "Ay, out of the frying pan into the fire; although I don't know that, either. They say Smellpriest can do a generous thing sometimes but the other, when priest-hunting, never. What's your name?" "I'll tell you, without hesitation, sir Macguire; I'm of the Macguires of Fermanagh."
Is not that a nickname he has got in consequence of his activity in pursuit of the unfortunate priests?" "It's a nickname he has given himself," replied her father; "and he has become so proud of it that he will allow himself to be called by no other. He swears that if a priest gets on the windy side of him, he will scent him as a hound would a fox. Oh! by my honor, Smellpriest must be here.
The proposal was a cruel one, but the squire was so utterly destitute of consideration or delicacy of feeling that we do not think he ever once reflected upon the painful position in which it placed his daughter. "Come," he proceeded, "here is prosperity to Captain Smellpriest and priest-hunting!"*
"I drink it, but I omit the exception," said Sir Robert, "and I wonder, sir, you would make any exception to such a toast." "I drink it," said Smellpriest, "including the rascal priest." "And I drink it," said the sheriff, "as it has been proposed." "What was it?" said Lord Deilmacare; "come, I drink it it doesn't matter. I suppose, coming from our excellent host, it must be right and proper."
In the meantime, so active was the persecuting spirit of such men as Whitecraft and Smellpriest that a great number of the unfortunate priests fled to the metropolis, where, in a large and populous city, they had a better chance of remaining incogniti than when living in the country, exposed and likely to be more marked by spies and informers.
He proceeded, and had consecrated the Host hoc est corpus meum when cry of terror arose from the affrighted congregation. "Mylord, fly, and save yourself! Captain Smellpriest and his gang are upon us." The bishop never once turned round, nor seemed to hear them; but Reilly did, and saw that the whole congregation had fled, and that there only remained the bishop and himself.
The house was empty for the last six months, so that I say again, whoever sent Captain Smellpriest here sent him upon a fool's errand upon a wild-goose chase." The gallant captain started upon hearing these latter words. "What does he say," he asked "a wild-goose chase!
This night was an eventful one. The course of our narrative brings us and our readers to the house of Captain Smellpriest, who had for his next-door neighbor the stalwart curate of the parish, the Rev. Samson Strong, to whom some allusion has been I already made in these pages.
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