Domestic fiction; Ireland -- Fiction; Land tenure -- Fiction; Landlord and tenant -- Fiction; Landowners -- Fiction
“Well, relapse, av’ you will, Father Pat—relapse or reclaps, it’s
pretty much the same I’m thinking; for she’d niver get through another
bout. God send we may be well out of the hobble this day twelvemonth.
Martin’s my own son, and ain’t above industhrying, as his father and
mother did afore him, and I won’t say a word agin him; but he’s brought
more throuble on me with them Lynches than iver I knew before. What has
a lone woman like me, Father Pat, to do wid sthrangers like them? jist
to turn their backs on me when I ain’t no furder use, and to be gitting
the hights of insolence and abuse, as I did from that blagguard Barry.
He’d betther keep his toe in his pump and go asy, or he’ll wake to a
sore morning yet, some day.”
Doctor Colligan, also, was in trouble from his connection with the
Lynches: not that he had any dissatisfaction at the recovery of his
patient, for he rejoiced at it, both on her account and his own. He had
strongly that feeling of self-applause, which must always be enjoyed by
a doctor who brings a patient safely through a dangerous illness. But
Barry’s iniquitous proposal to him weighed heavy on his conscience. It
was now a week since it had been made, and he had spoken of it to no
one. He had thought much and frequently of what he ought to do; whether
he should publicly charge Lynch with the fact; whether he should tell
it confidentially to some friend whom he could trust; or whether—by far
the easiest alternative, he should keep it in his own bosom, and avoid
the man in future as he would an incarnation of the devil. It preyed
much upon his spirits, for he lived in fear of Barry Lynch—in fear lest
he should determine to have the first word, and, in his own defence,
accuse him (Colligan) of the very iniquity which he had himself
committed. Nothing, the doctor felt, would be too bad or too false for
Barry Lynch; nothing could be more damnable than the proposal he had
made; and yet it would be impossible to convict him, impossible to
punish him. He would, of course, deny the truth of the accusation, and
probably return the charge on his accuser. And yet Colligan felt that
he would be compromising the matter, if he did not mention it to some
one; and that he would outrage his own feelings if he did not express
his horror at the murder which he had been asked to commit.
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