Domestic fiction; Ireland -- Fiction; Land tenure -- Fiction; Landlord and tenant -- Fiction; Landowners -- Fiction
On this subject Martin considerably comforted her by assuring her that
he had no thoughts of abandoning Toneroe, although he did not go so far
as to acquiesce in the very small cottage; and he moreover expressed
his thorough confidence that he would neither be led himself, nor lead
Anty, into the imprudence of a marriage, until he had well satisfied
himself that the property was safe.
The widow was well pleased to find, from Martin’s prudent resolves,
that he was her own son, and that she needn’t blush for him; and then
they parted, she to her shop, and he to his dinner: not however, before
he had promised her to give up all ideas of a clandestine marriage, and
to permit himself to be united to his wife in the face of day, as
became a Kelly.
The evening passed over quietly and snugly at the inn. Martin had not
much difficulty in persuading his three companions to take a glass of
punch each out of his tumbler, and less in getting them to take a
second, and, before they went to bed, he and Anty were again intimate.
And, as he was sitting next her for a couple of hours on the little
sofa opposite the fire, it is more than probable that he got his arm
round her waist—a comfortable position, which seemed in no way to shock
the decorum of either Meg or Jane.
CHAPTER IX.
MR DALY, THE ATTORNEY
We must now see how things went on in the enemy’s camp.
The attorney drove up to the door of Dunmore House on his car, and was
shown into the drawing-room, where he met Barry Lynch. The two young
men were acquainted, though not intimate with each other, and they
bowed, and then shook hands; and Barry told the attorney that he was
welcome to Dunmore House, and the attorney made another bow, rubbed his
hands before the fire and said it was a very cold evening; and Barry
said it was ’nation cold for that time of the year; which, considering
that they were now in the middle of February, showed that Barry was
rather abroad, and didn’t exactly know what to say. He remained for
about a minute, silent before the fire, and then asked Daly if he’d
like to see his room; and, the attorney acquiescing, he led him up to
it, and left him there.
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