Adventure stories; England -- Social life and customs -- 18th century -- Fiction; Irish -- England -- Fiction
Now this was most momentous news, for I would not stop in the place
myself if a ghost was in the habit of walking through it; but I
cheered up Tom Peel by telling him that no imp of Satan could appear
in the same county as Father Donovan, and he passed on the word to the
men, to their mighty easement.
We had a splendid dinner in the grand hall, and each of us was well
prepared for it; Father Donovan himself, standing up at the head of
the table, said the holy words in good Latin, and I was so hungry that
I was glad the Latins were in the habit of making short prayers.
Father Donovan and I sat at table with a bottle for company, and now
that he knew all about the situation, I was overjoyed to find him an
inhabitant of the same house; for there was no gentleman in all the
company, except himself, for me to talk with.
Suddenly there was a blast of a bugle, and a great fluttering outside.
The lower windows being barricaded, it was not possible to see out of
them, and I was up the stair as quick as legs could carry me; and
there in front were four horses harnessed to a great carriage, and in
it sat the old Earl and the Countess, and opposite them who but Lady
Mary herself, and her brother, Lord Strepp. Postilions rode two of the
horses, and the carriage was surrounded by a dozen mounted men.
Everybody was looking at the house and wondering why nobody was there
to welcome them, and very forbidding this stronghold must have seemed
to those who expected to find the doors wide open when they drove up.
I undid the bolts of one of the diamond-paned windows, and, throwing
it open, leaned with my arms on the sill, my head and shoulders
outside.
"Good day to your ladyship and your lordship," I cried,--and then all
eyes were turned on me,--"I have just this day come into my
inheritance, and I fear the house is not in a state to receive
visitors. The rooms are all occupied by desperate men and armed; but I
have given orders to your servants to prepare the Manor House in the
village for your accommodation; so, if you will be so good as to drive
across the valley, you will doubtless meet with a better reception
than I can give you at this moment. When you come again, if there are
no ladies of the party, I can guarantee you will have no complaint to
make of the warmth of your reception."
His lordship sat dumb in his carriage, and for once her ladyship
appeared to find difficulty in choosing words that would do justice to
her anger. I could not catch a glimpse of Lady Mary's face at all at
all, for she kept it turned toward the village; but young Lord Strepp
rose in the carriage, and, shaking his fist at me, said:
"By God, O'Ruddy, you shall pay for this;" but the effect of the words
was somewhat weakened by reason that his sister, Lady Mary, reached
out and pulled him by the coat-tails, which caused him to be seated
more suddenly than he expected; then she gave me one rapid glance of
her eye and turned away her face again.
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