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But wait; they say the villain is recoverin' that destroyed her well he may recover from the blow of Shawn-na-Middogue, but he will get a blow from me that he won't recover from. I will imitate Morrissy and will welcome his fate." "Aisy, Torley," said Casey; "hould in a little. You are spakin' now of Masther Charles?" "I am, the villain! warn't they found together?"
The wet thatch and the sods is lying there now. Many a time I was with him. Poor Torley! "'Of whom do you speak now, Raymond? I asked. "'Come away, he said, not noticing my question, 'come till I show you the other place that the neighbors built privately when he was dying the father I mean ay, and the other wid the white head, him that wouldn't waken come.
At length he laid his hand gently on her shoulder, and exclaimed in a tone of wild and thrilling compassion "'Mary! "She then started for a moment, and looking around her with something like curiosity rather than alarm, replied "'Well "'Mary, said he, 'make haste and go to heaven; make haste and go to heaven you'll find them all there Hugh Regan, and Torley, and little Brian.
"'Yes, come, he says, 'for we are wait-in'! "And," she proceeded, "who is this again? ah, sure I needn't ax; Torley, my heart, I'm here! "'Come, mother dear, he says, 'for we are waitin'! "Is it for me, my manly son? "'Yes, he says, 'for you, mother mother dear, for you? "Well, Torley darlin', I'll come. "'Yes, come, he says, 'for we are waitin'?
Torley, my son my son are you laving us! laving us forever?" The father sat down quietly on a chair, and put his hand upon his forehead, as if to keep the upper part of his head from flying off for such, he said, were the sensations he felt. He then wrung his hands until the joints cracked, and gave one short convulsive sob, which no effort of his could repress.
"Torley's gone to the mountains," she replied, "and but here he is. Well, Torley, what news, asthore?" He did not speak for some time, but at length said: "Bridget, give me a drink." His wife took a wooden noggin, which she dipped into a churn and handed him. Having finished it at a draught, he wiped his mouth with his gathered, palm, breathed deeply, but was still silent.
"Torley, did you hear me? What news of that unfortunate boy?" "No news, Bridget, at least no good news; the boy's an outlaw, and will be an outlaw or rather he won't be an outlaw long; they'll get him soon." "But why would they get him? hasn't he sense enough to keep from them?"
"Torley, my manly son, I'll come, for I'm jist ready. "Hugh, husband of my heart, you're not now lyin' sick upon the damp cowld straw, as you war in the cabin on the mountains your head has no pain now, avick machree nor is your heart low and sorrowful wid your own illness and our want.
Of the young person who performed this unprecedented and terrible exploit they had little time to take any notice. Torley Davoren, however, who was one of the spectators, turned round to his wife and whispered, "Unfortunate boy madman I ought-to say what devil tempted him to come here?" "Was it him?" asked his wife. "Whist, whist," he replied; "let us say no more about it."
"It is the peace of God," said the mother, "shining from an innocent and happy heart. Oh! Torley, my son, my son!" "Yes," replied the father, "he is going to meet happy hearts, but he will leave none in this house behind him even little Brian that he loved so well but where was there a heart so loving as his?" This we need scarcely observe, was all said in whispers.
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