d, an' I cannot lose you. Your name is cleared."

"Father," said the son, "I've sworn--it's now too late. My heart,
father, has been crushed by what has happened lately. I found little
charity among my friend's. I say, I cannot change my mind, for I've
sworn to fight him. And even if I had not sworn, I couldn't, as a man,
but do it, for he has insulted them that I love better than my own life.
I knew you would want to persuade me against what I'm doin'--an' that
was why I bound myself this mornin' by an oath."

The mother, who had been detained a few minutes behind them, now
entered, and on hearing that he had refused to decline the battle,
exclaimed--

"Who says that Lamh Laudher Oge won't obey his mother? Who dare say it?
Wasn't he ever and always an obedient son to me an' his father? I won't
believe that lie of my boy, no more than I ever believed a word of' what
was sed against him. _Shawn Oge aroon_, you won't refuse me, _avillish_.
What 'ud become of me, _avich ma chree_, if you fight him? Would you
have the mother's heart broken, an' our roof childless all out? We
lost one as it is--the daughter of our heart is gone, an' we don't know
how--an' now is your father an' me to lie down an' die in desolation
widout a child to shed a tear over us, or to put up one prayer for our
happiness?"

The young man's eyes filled with tears; but his cheek reddened, and he
dashed them hastily aside.

"No, my boy, my glorious boy, won't refuse to save his mother's heart
from breakin'; ay, and his gray-haired father's too--he won't kill us
both--my boy won't,--nor send us to the grave before our time!"

"Mother," said he, "if I could I--Oh! no, no. Now, it's too late--if I
didn't fight him, I'd be a perjured man. You know," he added, smiling,
"there's something in a Lamh Laudher's blow, as well as in the Dead
Boxer's. Isn't it said, that a Lamh Laudher needn't strike two blows,
when he sends his strength with one."

He stretched out his powerful arm, as he spoke, with a degree of pride,
not unbecoming his youth, spirit, and amazing strength and activity.

"Do not," he added, "either vex me, or sink my spirits. I'm sworn, an'
I'll fight him. That's my mind, and it will not change."

The whole party felt, by the energy and decision with which he spoke
the last words, that he was immovable. His resolution filled them with
melancholy, and an absolute sense of death. They left him, therefore, in
silence, with the exception of hi