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Some time after Lord Colambre's arrival in Dublin, he had an opportunity of seeing one of these villas, which belonged to Mrs. Raffarty, a grocer's lady, and sister to one of Lord Clonbrony's agents, Mr. Nicholas Garraghty.
Garraghty grew pale; his lips quivered; he stammered; and, after a shocking convulsion of face, could at last articulate only, "That there was a great difference between tenant and tenant, his lordship must be sensible especially for so large a rent." "As great a difference as between agent and agent, I am sensible especially for so large a property!" said Lord Colambre, with cool contempt.
Lord Colambre deigned no reply. Lord Clonbrony walked undecidedly between his agent and his son looked at Sir Terence, and said nothing. Mr. Garraghty departed: Lord Clonbrony called after him from the head of the stairs, "I shall be at home and at leisure in the morning." Sir Terence ran down stairs after him: Lord Colambre waited quietly for their return.
The passengers had taken their places in the coach, and engaged what horses could be had. Lord Colambre was afraid that Mr. Garraghty was one of them; a person exactly answering his description had taken four horses, and set out half an hour before in great haste for London.
Garraghty: "My lord," continued he, "you see, at the first word from you; and had I known sooner the interest you took in the family, there would have been no difficulty; for I'd make it a principle to oblige you, my lord." "Oblige me!" said Lord Colambre, with disdain. "But when gentlemen and noblemen travel incognito, and lodge in cabins," added St.
The clause ran as follows: "N.B. The two last masthers that was hanged out of Findramore, that is, Mickey Corrigan, who was hanged for killing the Aagent, and Jem Garraghty, that died of a declension Jem died in consequence of ill-health, and Mickey was hanged contrary to his own wishes; so that it wasn't either of their faults as witness our hands this 207th of July.
Garraghty, giving the pen to his brother; for his hand shook so he could not form a letter. "Write, then mother, Grace let me," cried Brian, speaking in a smothered voice, as their hands were over his mouth. "Write then, that, if you'd either of you a character like my mother, you might defy the world; and your word would be as good as your oath." "Oath! mind that, Dennis," said Mr. Garraghty.
"Nor I was it my heart's blood, and were I to be hanged for it," cried Sir Terence. "And what are the conditions?" "That Mr. Garraghty shall be dismissed from the agency." "And welcome, and glad to get rid of him the rogue, the tyrant," said Lord Clonbrony; "and, to be beforehand with you in your next wish, put Mr. Burke into his place."
'You may wait long before you get to the speech of the great man, said another, who was working his way through numbers. They continued pushing forward, till they came within sight of Mr. Nicholas Garraghty, seated in state; and a worse countenance, or a more perfect picture of an insolent, petty tyrant in office, Lord Colambre had never beheld. We forbear all further detail of this levee.
"I hope to be with you in a few days. Lest any thing should detain me on the road, I write this, to make an earnest request, that you will not sign any papers, or transact any farther business with Messrs. Nicholas or Dennis Garraghty before you see "Your affectionate son, The horses came out.
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