"Well, docther, is it all right wid the grave ov poor Pat?" "All right, misthress. Didn't I tell you afore there were no resurrectionists in that quarter?" "And you are sure you eximined it complately?" "No doubt in the wide earth." "Then I may go back, and you'll give me a ride?" "Surely, and plaisant," said he; "just get up." "And," continued the Captain to the delighted students, "I dhrove the good lady home agin without breaking a bone of her body, and Pat never said a word." "But," he went on, "if I were to tell you all my Irish work, I would never get back to my ould country agin." "Just another adventure, Captain." "Well, then, didn't a purty young girl--and I have hopes of her yet for myself, for she has money galore--come to me one day in a mighty fit of grief?" "'My poor mother has been rizzt,' said she, as she burst out in the way of these gentle craturs. "'And she has not,' said I--(the more by token that I had the ould lady in the house.) "'I have been at the grave,' said she, 'and I see it has been disturbed.' "'And it has not,' said I; 'for wasn't I there this morning before ever a soul in all the town was stirring? and didn't I leave it all right with my ould friend?' "'But I have seen marks,' said she again; for she was so determined. "'And do you think I don't know you have?' said I; 'and didn't I see them, after I got a spade from the sexton and put on a nate sod or two more to make the grave dacent and respectable?' "'Oh, I'm so glad,' replied she, all of a content. "'And you'll be gladder yet, my darling,' said I, as I gave her a kiss. 'Go home and contint yourself, and perhaps, when your mournings are off, you may consent to make a poor docther happy.' "And so she went away, blushing as no one ever saw except in a raal rose." And the laugh again sounded through the hall among the dead.