"Come! now I have you. Who would you send for if you were likely to die?" "Doctor Growlin'." "Not for the priest?" "I must first get a messenger." "Confound your quibbling!--tell me, then, what your opinions are--your conscientious opinions I mean." "They are the same as my landlord's." "And what are your landlord's opinions?" "Faix, his opinion is, that I won't pay him the last half-year's rint; and I'm of the same opinion myself." A roar of laughter followed this answer, and dumb-foundered the agent for a time; but, angered at the successful quibbling of the sturdy and wily fellow before him, he at last declared, with much severity of manner, that he _must_ have a direct reply. "I insist, sir, on your answering, at once, _are_ you a Roman Catholic?" "I am," said the fellow. "And could not you say so at once?" repeated the officer. "You never axed me," returned the other. "I did," said the officer. "Indeed, you didn't. You said I was a great many things, but you never _axed_ me--you wor dhrivin' _crass_ words and _cruked_ questions at me, and I gev you answers to match them, for sure I thought it was manners to cut out my _behavor_ on your patthern." "Take the oath, sir." "Where am I to take it to, sir?" inquired the provoking blackguard. The clerk was desired to "swear him," without further notice being taken of his impertinent answer. "I hope the oath is not _woighty_, sir, for my conscience is tindher since the last _alibi_ I swore." The business of the interior was now suspended for a time by the sounds of fierce tumult which arose from without. Some rushed from the court-house to the platform outside, and beheld the crowd in a state of great excitement, beating back the police, who had been engaged in endeavouring to seize the persons and things which had offended O'Grady; and the police falling back for support on a party of military which O'Grady had prevailed on the sheriff to call out. The sheriff was a weak, irresolute man, and was over-persuaded by such words as "mob" and "riot," and breaches of the peace being _about to be_ committed, if the ruffians were not checked beforehand. The wisdom of _preventive measures_ was preached, and the rest of the hackneyed phrases were paraded, which brazen-faced and iron-handed oppressors are only too familiar with. The people were now roused, and thoroughly defeated the police, who were forced to fly to the lines of the military party for protection; having effected this object, the crowd retained their position, and did not attempt to assault the soldiers, though a very firm and louring front was presented to them, and shouts of defiance against the "Peelers"[26] rose loud and long. [26] The name given to the police by the people--the force being first established by Sir Robert Peel, then Mr. Peel, Secretary for Ireland. "A round of ball cartridge would cool their courage," said O'Grady.