I am sure there does," said Jerry, "and I think I know why too--Mogue
isn't the only person that has a deadly hatred against Mr. M'Carthy; and
indeed, Letty, I have raisons to fear that the poor young gintleman, for
so he is by family and blood at all events--is in great danger. However,
if it will make your mind aisy, I'll see what can be done to get him
safe over it this night."

"This night, Jerry? why what do you mane? what about this night more
than any other night?"

"Hut! you foolish girl," replied Jerry, "sure you ought to know that
it's only a way of spakin' we have, when we say this night or this day."

"Ay," replied Letty, with great shrewdness and in a spirit of keen
observation, "if you had spoken that way, you'd have said this day, and
not this night, bekaise it's not night yet."

Jerry smiled, and resolving to put an end to the conversation,
exclaimed, "Troth and I'll have a kiss from your lips, this day, and, if
you vex me much more, another this night too;" and as he spoke, with a
face of good-humor and affection, he contrived to suit the action to the
word, after which Letty sprang beyond his reach, but pausing a moment
ere she disappeared. "Jerry, listen," she proceeded, "don't let Mr.
M'Carthy come to harm either by night or day, if you can--still an' all
remember that your own life is a dearer one--to--to--yourself, at any
rate, than anybody else's is."

Jerry nodded, and was about once more to lessen the distance between
himself and her, when she immediately took to flight and disappeared,
which was precisely what he wanted.

"God protect the young man!" he exclaimed, after she had gone, "for if
that sleeveen villain is bent on doin' him harm, or, as I ought to say,
of bringin' him among them, and especially to him that hates him like
hell, this is the very night for it, and he has him on the spot too;
well, we'll see whether they'll be back in time or not, for as Mr.
M'Carthy is to dine here, Mogue at any rate must and ought to be home a
little before dusk. I'll make preparation, however, and what can be done
for him, I will do."

In the meantime we shall follow our two sportsmen into the mountains for
a time, in order to render justice to poor innocent Mogue, who little
dreamt that a human being had suspected him.

M'Carthy, on entering the mountain, at first expressed a doubt to his
companion that the circuit or sweep road by Shaun Bernha's stables was
rather extensive, and would occupy