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The week passed on, and Feemy remained in the same melancholy desponding way; saying nothing to Mrs. McKeon, and little to the two girls, who, in spite of Feemy's sin in having a lover, did everything in their power to cheer and enliven her. Father John usually dined at Mrs. McKeon's on Sunday, and she came to the determination of having another talk with him about Feemy.
McKeon walked off to superintend the training of his mare; and the priest, in spite of the marital caution he had received, walked into the dining-room, where he knew that at that hour he should probably find the mother and daughters surrounded by their household cares. When the usual greetings were over, and the two girls had asked all the particulars of Mary Brady's wedding, and Mrs.
During these three days, Feemy had frequently made up her mind, or rather she fancied she had made up her mind to give Ussher up, to go and confess it all to Father John, or to tell it to Mrs. McKeon; and if it had not been for the false pride within her, which would not allow her to own that she had been deceived, and that her lover was unworthy, she would have done so.
McKeon kindly comforted herself by the reflection, that as she was both able and willing to dress herself for amusement, there could not be much really the matter with her. In the meantime Thady had been honestly firm to the promise he had made to Father John, not to join the Mulreadyites.
Surely there's no great difficulty in saying that when it'll save your own brother's life to say so; and it's only the truth. You can say as much in court as you've just said to me, can't you? Mrs. McKeon 'll be there with you and I'll be there with you. You'll only have to say in court what you've just said to me." "I'll try, Father John.
But now, Feemy, I'll propose another plan to you. If you don't think my advice on such a subject likely to be good and very likely it isn't, for you see I never had a lover of my own what do you say to your speaking to your friend, Mrs. McKeon, about it? Or, if you like, I'll speak to her; and then, perhaps, you won't be against taking her advice on the subject.
After many fruitless attempts made by Mrs. McKeon to get an answer to this, Feemy said, through her friend, that she was sitting down. "Does she mean that she was sitting down when the blow was struck?" "She doesn't know where she was." "When was she sitting down?" "She was sitting down till Captain Ussher lifted her up." "When Captain Ussher lifted her up, was she going away willingly with him?"
However, though the Major wouldn't join in a handicap, others would and McKeon wasn't baulked of his amusement.
It was evident that it was for her lover that she was still grieving, and that it was not the danger or ignominy of Thady's position that afflicted her. Mrs. McKeon, however, conceived it to be her duty to persevere with her and, at last, told her how wrong it was of her to give way to a grief, which was in its first stage respected.
McKeon agreed, at the instigation of her husband and the priest, to accompany Feemy to the inquest, and after it was over to bring her to her own house, and to allow her to remain there till something should be definitely arranged as to her future residence.
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