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There's plenty in Carrick would be glad to take her." "Take her, Mr. Keegan! Do you think I'd be offering her that way to any huckster in Carrick that wanted a hundred pound; or that she would put up with the like of that? Bad as we are, we an't come to that yet."
In a short time Keegan fainted from loss of blood, but the cold frost soon brought him to his senses; he got up and hobbled to the nearest cabin, dragging after him the mutilated foot, which still attached itself to his body by the cartilages and by the fragments of his boot and trousers; and from thence reached his home on a country car, racked by pain, which the jolting of the car and the sharp frost did not tend to assuage.
Mulready's, as we are aware, that if Thady would come over and join his party, Keegan should not come upon the estate with impunity, and he was now determined to keep his word.
"Not a taste in life of anything, thank you, Miss Feemy; not a drop, I'm very much obliged to you: but I'm sorry to find your good father so bent on not hearing me, as I have something to propose which he couldn't but be glad to hear." "Well, father, will you listen to what Mr. Keegan has to say?"
This act, which was originally proposed and finally executed more with the intent of avenging Thady, than with any other purpose, was the most unfortunate thing for him that could have happened; for in the first place it made the magistrates and the government imagine that the country was in a disorderly state generally, and that it was therefore necessary to follow up the prosecutions at the Assizes with more than ordinary vigour; and in the next place, it made Keegan determined to do all that he could to secure Thady's conviction, for he attributed his horrible mutilation to the influence of the Macdermots.
"What were you saying about Keegan, then, to those men yesterday?" "I don't know what I said I don't know I said anything; they were threatening him, if he came on Drumleesh for rent; if they have a plot, I don't know it." "But, Thady, are you to join them again? do you mean again to renew your revellings of last night? have you agreed to see them again?" "I have." "And where?"
"Faix he is so, Mr. Keegan." "Then they'll not believe him they'll believe you a deal sooner than him that way; but you must be plain about this, Brady, that they were talking about Ussher that night d'ye hear? Be d d but if you let them shake you about that you're lost. D'ye hear? Why don't you answer me, eh?"
Keegan, does he propose giving anything but what he has got himself already? or does he propose to take the estate for the mortgage, and cry quits; so that father, and Feemy, and I, can walk out just where we plaze?" "Of course not, of course not. It's to make your father what he thinks a fair offer that I'm come up; and it's what I'm sure you must think is a generous offer." "Well, out with it."
There was Ussher there also, sitting next to George Brown, who was a friend of his much more intent, however, on his own business than that which had brought the others here; and Greenough, the sub-inspector of police, from Ballinamore; and young Fitzpatrick, of Streamstown, who kept the subscription pack of harriers; and a couple of officers from Boyle, one of whom owned a horse, for which he was endeavouring to get a rider, but which none of those present seemed to fancy; and there was Peter Dillon, from beyond Castlebar, who had brought up a strong-looking, long-legged colt, which he had bred in County Mayo, with the hope that he might part with it advantageously in a handicap, to some of those Roscommon lads, who were said to have money in their pockets; and there were many others apparently happy, joyous fellows, who seemed not to have a care in the world; and last, but not least, there was Hyacinth Keegan, attorney at law, and gent.
And the old man turned himself away, and began groaning over the fire. "You see, Mr. Keegan, my father can't go to business this morning. When shall I tell Thady to call down? But wouldn't you take a glass of " Wine, Feemy was going to say, but she knew she had none to offer.
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