It is profanation to touch on such meetings in print, so here again you
must exercise your imaginations, my good people.
We were all most happy; when, two mornings after we arrived, while
sitting at breakfast, the door opened, and a stout vulgar-looking
little man was ushered in, dressed in plush small-clothes, top boots
especially dirty, an old swansdown vest, grey upper coat, tow wig, and
green spectacles.
He made himself known as _Mr Treacle_. This was the Cork grocer who
had purchased the Ballywindle estate when my grandfather was reduced in
his circumstances, and obliged to sell it.
My uncle and mother, the instant they heard his name, drew up with
probably an excusable feeling of pride, as if they apprehended that the
honour of Mr Treacle's visit had been conferred from a desire on his
part to appear _patronising_ to an old, although reduced family. So
the meeting at first was somewhat stiff.
"Pray, Mr Treacle, be seated," said my uncle.
"Thank you kindly," said the honest tradesman, feeling very awkward, in
his turn. "Thank you kindly, Mr Frenche, and, Mrs Brail, your most
obedient. Welcome back to ould Ireland again, Mr Frenche." Then, as
if speaking aside,--"I am sure I wish you had never left it."
"Thank you, Treacle," said my uncle; "that's kindly _said_,
anyhow--and"--here he looked the grocer steadily in the face--"kindly
_meant_ too, I do believe--but talking of that _now_ does not signify,
you know--so will you have the kindness to make known to me your
wishes, Mr Treacle, and the occasion of the honour of this visit?"
"Arrah," quoth Treacle, "but it _does_ signify, and a great deal too,
Mr Frenche, for to tell you the honest thrute, I am tired of this
neighbourhood; and what most people might think equally
unpleasant,--the neighbourhood is tired of me."
My uncle looked hard at him, as if he had said, "well, it may be so;
but what is all this to me?"
"I don't rightly understand you, Mr Treacle. You have got a fine
estate, for Ballywindle is an improving property, if one had plenty of
money to lay out on it, and that I know _you_ have; besides, you have a
great advantage over the former possessors, in being, as I believe, a
Catholic, whereas all the Frenches were Protestants, so I cannot
understand why you should not make yourself popular here."
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