"Nora didn’t want to go, for Paddy was comin’ out in the afthernoon, misthrustin’ that owld O’Moore ’ud be at the fair. But O’Moore only towld her to make haste wid hersilf or they’d be late, an’ she did. So the câr came, wid a boy dhriving, an’ owld O’Moore axed the boy if he wanted to go to the fair, so that Nora cudn’t hear him, an’ the boy said yes, an’ O’Moore towld him to go an’ he’d dhrive an’ bring him back tomorrer. So the boy wint away, an’ O’Moore an’ Nora got up an’ shtarted. Whin they came to the crass-road, O’Moore tuk the road to Tipperary. "’Sure father, ye’re wrong,’ says Nora, ’that’s not the way.’ "’No more is it,’ said the owld desayver, ’but I’m afther wantin’ to see a frind o’ mine over here a bit an’ we’ll come round to the Ennis road on the other side,’ says he. "So Nora thought no more av it, but whin they wint on an’ on, widout shtoppin’ at all, she begun to be disquisitive agin. "’Father, is it to Ennis or not ye’re takin’ me,’ says she. "Now, be this time, they’d got on a good bit, an’ the owld villin seen it was no use thryin’ to desave her any longer. "’I’m not,’ says he, ’but it’s to Tipperary ye’re goin’, where ye’re to be married to Misther Murphy this blessed day, so ye are, an’ make no throuble about it aither, or it’ll be the worse for ye,’ says he, lookin’ moighty black. "Well, at first Nora thought her heart ’ud shtand still. ’Sure, Father dear, ye don’t mane it, ye cudn’t be so cruel. It’s like a blighted tree I’d be, wid that man,’ an’ she thried to jump aff the câr, but her father held her wid a grip av stale. "’Kape still,’ says he wid his teeth closed like a vise. ’If ye crass me, I’m like to murdher ye. It’s me only escape from prison, for I’m in debt an’ Murphy ’ull help me,’ says he. ’Sure,’ says he, saftenin’ a bit as he seen the white face an’ great pleadin’ eyes, ’Sure ye’ll be happy enough wid Murphy. He loves ye, an’ ye can love him, an’ besides, think o’ the shape.’ "But Nora sat there, a poor dumb thing, wid her eyes lookin’ deeper than iver wid the misery that was in thim. An’ from that minit, she didn’t spake a word, but all her sowl was detarmined that she’d die afore she’d marry Murphy, but how she’d get out av it she didn’t know at all, but watched her chance to run.