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Lamh Laudher delayed a few minutes, and the Dead Boxer stood in the now silent crowd, awaiting his appearance, when accidentally glancing into the door, he started as if stung by a serpent. A flash and a glare of his fierce blazing eyes followed. "Ha! damnation! true as hell!" he exclaimed, "she's with him! Ha! the Obeah woman was right the Obeuh woman was right. Guilt, guilt, guilt! Ha!"
"There," added his informant, "is the house where Lamh Laudher Oge's aunt lives, and where he himself has lived since he left his father's." "Ah!" said the black, pausing, "is he within, do you think?" One of the crowd immediately inquired, and replied to him in affirmative. "Will any of you," continued the boxer, "bring me over a half-hundred weight from the market crane?
If Lamh Laudher comes off best, all I've struv for is knocked on the head. Dher Chiernah, I'll crush the sowl of his father or I'll not die happy." "Nell, you're bittherer than soot, and blacker too," observed Rody. "Am I?" said Nell, "an' is it from the good crathur that was ready, the other night, to murdher the mild innocent woman that he spakes so well of, that we hear sich discoorse?"
That will be the end of it: but if you choose to break the vows and promises that passed between us, you may do so." "Oh! Lamh Laudher," said Ellen, affected at the imputation contained in his last observation; "don't you treat me with such suspicion. I suffer enough for your sake, as it is.
There's nobody able to do it but you, Lamh Laudher Oge!" "Aunt, aunt, my girl's destroyed," said John, "her heart's broke! Ellen!" "But to-morrow, John to-morrow sure yo' won't fight him to-morrow? if you do if you do he'll kill you an' 'twas I that that"
"Why, she says she will come, for all that, if she can; but she bid me take your stick from you, for a rason she has, that she'll tell yourself when she sees you." "Take my stick! Why Nanse, ma colleen baun, what can she want with my stick? Is the darlin' girl goin' to bate any body?" "Bad cess to the know I know, Lamh Laudher, barrin' it be to lay on yourself for stalin' her heart from her.
"He's the last young man in the country I stand in," said Breen, "that any one who knew him would suspect to be guilty of robbery. Upon my soul, Lamh Laudher More, I'm both grieved an' distressed at it. We're come to arrest him," he added, "for the robbery he committed last night." "Robbery!" they exclaimed with one voice.
This was his last exclamation, for he suddenly plunged again, extended his shut fist towards Lamh Laudher, as if he would have crushed him even in death, then becoming suddenly relaxed, his head fell upon his shoulder, and after one groan, he expired on the very spot where he had brought together the apparatus of death for another.
One evening in the beginning of the eighteenth century as nearly as we can conjecture, the year might be that of 1720 some time about the end of April, a young man named Lamh Laudher O'Rorke, or Strong-handed O'Eorke, was proceeding from his father's house, with a stout oaken cudgel in his hand, towards an orchard that stood at the skirt of a country town, in a part of the kingdom which, for the present, shall be nameless.
"The son of your father needn't lay the curse upon us so bitterly all out, Lamh Laudher!" she exclaimed, pacing at the same time with vigorous steps until she overtook him. The young man looked at her maimed features, and as if struck by some sudden recollection, appeared to feel regret for the hasty malediction he had uttered against her.
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