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When placed in the desired posture, to ask that mercy from God which they were not about to experience at the hands of man, Squire Folliard spoke: "Red Rapparee," said he, "it is not that I am afraid of death as such, but I feel that I am not prepared to die.
After pondering over many speculations to that effect, it occurred to him that to secure the Rapparee, now that he could, as an agent and a guide, be of no further use to him, was the most likely procedure to effect his purpose. He accordingly rang for his usual attendant, and asked him if he knew where O'Donnel was. The man replied that he waa generally in or about Mary Mahon's.
Nobody was surprised at the conviction of the Red Rapparee; but, on the contrary, every one was glad that the country had at last got rid of him. Poor Helen, however, was not permitted to remain quiet, as she had expected. When Mr. Doldrum had furnished the leading counsel with his brief and a list of the witnesses, the other gentleman was surprised to see the name of Helen Folliard among them.
In brief, he was found, and in the person of the individual alluded to, who, in consequence of his consenting to accept the office, got a pardon from the Crown. Now this man and the Rapparee had been old acquaintances, and renewed their friendship in prison.
The Rapparee, always apprehensive of the "authorities," started behind a screen, and the baronet, although unconscious of any cause for terror, stood rather undecided. The sneeze, however, was repeated, and this time it was a double one. "Curse it, Sir Robert," said the squire, "have you not the use of your legs? Go and see whether there has been an eavesdropper" "Yes, Mr.
"Your honor," said the Red Rapparee, approaching and giving a military salute to his patron, "will you allow me to remain in town for an hour or two? I have a scheme in my head that may come to something. I will tell your honor what it is when I get home." "Very well, O'Donnel," replied Sir Robert; "but I'd advise you not to ride late, if you can avoid it.
You were a robber a Rapparee and now you are a free man. But what did you do to deserve this at the hands of the Government?" "Don't be alarmed, my darlin' Ellen nothing imbecomin' an honest man." "I hope," she proceeded her cheeks mantling with indignation and scorn "I hope, Fergus, you wouldn't think of stoopin' to treachery against the unfortunate, ay, or even against the guilty.
The Red Rapparee was a huge man of about forty, and the epithet of "Red" had been given to him in consequence of the color of his hair. In expression his countenance was by no means unhandsome, being florid and symmetrical, but hard, and with scarcely any trace of feeling.
Newton recognised her, and thanked her for her kindness. "It's a nice boy that you are, sure enough, now that you're swate and clean," replied Judy. "Bad luck to the rapparee who gave you the blow! I axed my husband if it was he; but he swears upon his salvation that it was no one if it wasn't Tim O'Connor, the baste!" "Where are we going?" inquired Newton.
"Well," proceeded Reilly, "you have one comfort the Red Rapparee will neither tempt you nor trouble you again; but is there no danger of his gang taking up his quarrel and avenging him?" "His gang, sir? Why, only for me he would a' betrayed every man of them to Whitecraft and the Government, and had them hanged, drawn, and quartered ay, and their heads grinning at us in every town in the county."
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