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Rody, We say, looked at him; and of a certainty it must be admitted, that the physiognomy of our friend, the Seer, during that whole day, was one from which no very high opinion of his integrity or good faith could be drawn. "It's a very sthrange thing," replied Rody, in a tone of thought and reflection, "how Charley Hanlon came to know of this matther at all."
Go now; there is a white wand in the corner, my conjuring rod, and if I only touched you with it, I could leave you a cripple and beggar for life. Go, I say, and tell Caterine Collins how much she and you gained by this attempt at disgracing me." Rody, for it was he, was thunderstruck at this discovery, and, springing to his feet, disappeared. "Well, Rody," said the crowd, "how did you manage?
You see come, Lanty, tare-an'-ounkers, drink, man alive you see, wid regard to Peggy Gartland eh? what the hell! is that a cough?" "One o' the horses, man go an." "Rody, did Darby More go into the barn before you came out of it?" "Darby More? not he. If he did, I'd a seen him surely." "Why, thin, I'd kiss the book I seen him goin' towards the barn, as I was comin' into the stable.
"Sarah, an' between you an' me, it's not a Brinoge like him that's fit for her. She's a, hasty and an uncertain kind of a girl :a good dale wild or so an' it isn't, as I said, the! likes o' that chap that 'id answer her, but a steady, experienced, sober " "Honest man, Rody. Well, I'm not in a laughin' humor, now; be off, an' see that you do yourself an' us all credit."
"He disgraced me, Rody," observed Frank "I can't rise my head; and you know I was thought, by all the parish, as good a man as him. No, I wouldn't, this blessed Christmas Eve above us, for all that ever my name was worth, be disgraced by him as I am. But hould, man have patience!" "Throth and, Frank, that's what you never had," said Eody; "and as to bein' disgraced, you disgraced yourself.
He kept on the fringe of his line, out of sight of his prefect, out of the reach of the rude feet, feigning to run now and then. He felt his body small and weak amid the throng of the players and his eyes were weak and watery. Rody Kickham was not like that: he would be captain of the third line all the fellows said. Rody Kickham was a decent fellow but Nasty Roche was a stink.
"No," replied the stranger, "I do not; but I hope you will tell me." "I'm Christ," replied Rody; "and, upon my word, if you don't get out o' this, I'll work a miracle on you." "Why," asked the stranger, "what will you do?" "Troth, I'll turn you into a blackin' brush, and polish my shoes wid you. You were at Barney's death, too."
Which of you has a cow to steal? for, by the sweets o' rosin, I'm low in cash, and want a thrifle to support nather; for nather, my boys, must be supported, and it was never my intintion to die for want o' my vittles; aitin' and drinkin' is not very pleasant to most people, I know, but I was born wid a fancy for both." "Rantin' Rody, in airnest, will you go up and have your fortune tould?"
The truth is, that Rody, together with about half a dozen virtuous youths in the neighborhood, were in the habit of being out pretty frequently at night for what purposes we will not now wait to inquire. Their usual place of rendezvous was the Grey Stone, in consequence of the shelter and concealment which its immense projections afforded them.
He also wrote several longer novels, of which the best is Fardorougha the Miser , a work of great power. Others are The Misfortunes of Barny Branagan , Valentine M'Clutchy , Rody the Rover , The Squanders of Castle Squander , and The Evil Eye. C. received a pension of £200 from Government.
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