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O'Shane, was quite impossible, provided the young lady herself should not make a decided objection he should abide by her decision he could not possibly think of pressing his suit, if there should appear any repugnance: in that case, he should be infinitely mortified he should be absolutely in despair; but he should know how to submit cost him what it would: he should think, as a man of honour, it was his part to sacrifice his wishes, to what the young lady might conceive to be for her happiness.
Oh, my poor Dora!" As King Corny heaved a heartfelt sigh, very difficult to force from his anti-sentimental bosom, Harry Ormond, with a plate of meat in his hand, whistling to his dog to follow him, ran down the steps. "Leave feeding that dog, and come here to me, Harry," said O'Shane, "and answer me truly such questions as I shall ask." "Truly if I answer at all," said Harry.
"Oh, thunder and age!" said he; "and ye are widow O'Clery's children, God rest her soul! What a murthur Father O'Shane could not find ye out before he died! The Lord have mercy on him." "We have heard he died," said Bridget. "Is it long since, sir?" "Almost two years. He published ye in the Boston Pilot, and all the newspapers. He even offered a reward for yer discovery.
While he spoke, Sir Ulick, affecting to search for the letter among many in his pocket, studied with careless intermitting glances our young hero's countenance, and Cornelius O'Shane studied Sir Ulick's: Harry tore open the letter eagerly, and coloured a good deal when he saw the inside.
Sir Ulick thought to extinguish her jealousy, by opening to her his views on Miss Annaly for his son; but the jealousy, taking only a new direction, strengthened in its course. Lady O'Shane did not like her stepson had indeed no great reason to like him; Marcus disliked her, and was at no pains to conceal his dislike.
We shall carry the coffin through the under ground passage, that goes to the stables, and out by the lane to the churchyard asy and the gentleman, the clergyman, has notice all will be ready, and the housekeeper only attending." "Oh! the pitiful funeral," said the eldest of the men, "the pitiful funeral for Sir Ulick O'Shane, that was born to better."
"But when you said it when I heard you promise it to Mr. O'Shane " "Oh, mercy! Don't kill me with laughing!" said he, laughing affectedly: "Oh! that face of yours there is no standing it. You heard me promise and the accent on promise. Why, even women, now-a-days, don't lay such an emphasis on a promise." "That, I suppose, depends on who gives it." said Ormond.
He would do his utmost, if he could with honour, to retire from the service; unless the service imperiously called him away, he should settle in Ireland: he should make it a point even, independently of his duty to his own father, not to take Miss O'Shane from her country and her friends."
On the contrary, the dislike which Lady O'Shane took at sight to both the mother and daughter to the daughter instinctively, at sight of her youth and beauty; to the mother reflectively, on account of her matronly dress and dignified deportment, in too striking contrast to her own frippery appearance increased every day, and every hour, when she saw the attentions, the adoration, that Sir Ulick paid to Miss Annaly, and the deference and respect he showed to Lady Annaly, all for qualities and accomplishments in which Lady O'Shane was conscious that she was irremediably deficient.
Harry Ormond thought it hard to bear unmerited reproach and suspicion; found it painful to endure the altered eye of his once kind and always generous, and to him always dear, friend and benefactor. But Ormond had given a solemn promise to White Connal never to mention any thing that had passed between them to O'Shane; and he could not therefore explain these circumstances of the quarrel.
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