My relative and Mr O'D. at once sprang up and hastened to her side, and,
there, they saw, gazing up at them, the pallor of its cheeks intensified
by a stray moonbeam which seemed to be concentrated solely on it, a face
which my relative recognised immediately as that of the woman she had
seen, two years ago, digging in the garden. The old hag seemed to remember
my relative, too, for, as their glances met, a gleam of recognition crept
into her light eyes, and, a moment later, gave way to an expression of
such diabolical hate that my relative involuntarily caught hold of Mr O'D.
for protection. Evidently noting this action the creature leered horribly,
and then, drawing a kind of shawl or hood tightly over its head, moved
away with a kind of gliding motion, vanishing round an angle of the wall.
Mr O'D. at once went out into the garden, but, after a few minutes,
returned, declaring that, although he had searched in every direction, not
a trace of their sinister-looking visitor could he see anywhere. He had
hardly, however, finished speaking, when, apparently from close to the
house, came several peals of the most hellish laughter, that terminated in
one loud, prolonged wail, unmistakably ominous and menacing.
"Oh, Harry," Mrs O'D. exclaimed, on the verge of fainting, "what can be
the meaning of it? That was surely no living woman."
"No," Mr O'D. replied slowly, "it was the Banshee. As you know, the O'D.
Banshee, for some reason or another, possesses an inveterate hatred of my
family, and we must prepare again for some evil tidings. But," he went on,
steadying his voice with an effort, "with God's grace we must face it, for
whatever happens it is His Divine will."
A few days later my relative, as may be imagined, was immeasurably shocked
to hear that Mr O'D. had been sent word that Wilfred was dead. He had, it
appeared, been stricken down with fever, supposed to have been caught from
one of his fellow-passengers, and had died on the very day that he should
have landed, on the very day, in fact (as it was afterwards ascertained
from a comparison of dates), upon which his parents and fiancée, together,
had heard and seen the Banshee.
Soon after this unhappy event my relative left the neighbourhood and went
to live with some friends near Dublin, and though, from time to time, she
corresponded with the O'D.'s, she never again heard anything of their
Banshee.
This same relative of mine, whom I will now call Miss S---- (she never
married), was acquainted with two old maiden ladies named O'Rorke who,
many years ago, lived in a semi-detached house close to Lower Merrion
Street. Miss S---- did not know to what branch of the O'Rorkes they
belonged, for they were very reticent with regard to their family history,
but she believed they originally came from the south-west and were
distantly connected with some of her own people.
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