Kilgorman: A Story of Ireland in 1798Reed, Talbot Baines
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Kilgorman: A Story of Ireland in 1798
Reed, Talbot Baines
France -- History -- Revolution, 1789-1799 -- Juvenile fiction; Ireland -- Juvenile fiction
"That I certainly shall not do," said I. "I am a poor man, but I am at
least a gentleman. To protect the lady I love I shall certainly try;
but to betray those whose gallantry and chivalry have spared me to do
it, I certainly shall not. Besides, apart from my obligations to you, I
am already sworn to secrecy." And I told him how I had once been forced
to take the oath of the society, and had already got the length of
pledging myself to secrecy before a happy diversion saved me from the
rest.
"Well, Gallagher," said he, stopping short and extending his hand with
that engaging smile which, rebel as he was, knit my soul to him, "I do
not say but, were I in your shoes, I should feel compelled to act as you
do. It is a delicate position. When we meet again it may be with drawn
swords. Meanwhile, luck go with your wooing, and may it turn out as
happy as my own."
This kindness quite humbled and abashed me. I had been guilty of
meanness and disloyalty, and this noble way of passing it over took all
the conceit out of me.
I returned crestfallen, with slow steps, to the captain's hotel. Even
the news of Tim's safety failed to inspirit me. "The most charming lady
in Ireland," were the words that rang in my ears; and who was I--common
seaman, sneak, and cadger--to aspire to such as her? Would she, I
wondered, ever care to take a flower from me as she had taken one from
Captain Lestrange that morning?
I was half minded to beg Captain Swift for leave to remain behind in
Dublin. But then the thought of the peril that threatened her urged me
to go forward. At least I could die for her.
At the door of the hotel a person in plain clothes, but evidently a
soldier, touched me on the shoulder.
"I see you are a friend of Lord Edward Fitzgerald," said he with a
smirk.
I did not like the looks of the fellow, and replied shortly,--
"What if I am?"
"Only that you can earn five hundred pounds as easily as you ever earned
a shilling," said he.
"Indeed! how?"
"By giving the government some information."
"As to what?"
"The plans of the United Irishmen."
"Who are they?" said I.
"Come, don't pretend to be innocent. The money's safe, I tell you."
"And I tell you," said I, bridling up, "that I know no more of the
United Irishmen or their plans than you do. I saw Lord Edward for the
first time in my life to-day. Our business had nothing to do with
politics; and if it had, I would not sell it to you or your masters for
ten thousand pounds. If you want news, go to Lord Edward himself; and
wear a thick coat, for he carries a cane."
The man growled out some sort of threat or defiance and disappeared.
But it showed me that, as matters then were, there was no doing anything
in a corner, and the sooner I was north the better for every one.
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