-about the malt, Captain Ussher."

"Oh no, Mr. Reynolds, of course you could not; how could you, as you
justly observe,--particularly being the brother of that inoffensive
character Mr. Joe Reynolds, and you living too on Mr. Macdermot's
property. You and your brother never ran whiskey at Drumleesh, I
suppose. Why should a tenant of the Macdermots escape any more than
one of Counsellor Webb's?"

"No, yer honer, in course not; only you being so thick with the
masther, and that like; and av he'd spake a good word for me--as why
shouldn't he?--and I knowing nothing at all at all about it, perhaps
yer honer--"

"I'm sorry, Mr. Reynolds, I cannot oblige you in this little matter,
but that's not the way I do business. Come along, Killeen; hurry,
it's getting d----d cold here by the water."

With this Captain Ussher walked out of the cabin, and the two men
followed, each having an end of the rope. Smith and Byrne followed
doggedly, but silently; but poor Reynolds, though no lawyer, could
not but feel that he was unjustly treated.

"And will I go to gaol then, jist for coming up to see ould widow
Byrne, Captain?"

"Yes, Mr. Reynolds, as far as I can foresee, you will."

"Then, Captain Ussher, it's you'll be sorry for the day you were
trating that way an innocent boy that knows nothing at all at all
about it."

"Do you mean to be threatening me, you ruffian?"

"No, Captain Ussher, I doesn't threaten you, but there is them as
does; and it's this day's work, or this night's that's all the same,
will be the black night work to you. It's the like of you that makes
ruffians of the boys about; they isn't left the manes of living, not
even of getting the dhry pratees; and when they tries to make out the
rint with the whiskey, which is not for themselves but for them as
is your own friends, you hunts them through the mountains and bogs
like worried foxes; and not that only; but for them as does it, and
them as does not be doing it, is all the same; and it's little the
masther, or, for the like of that, the masther's daughter either,
will be getting from being so thick with sich as you,--harrowing and
sazing his tenants jist for your own fun and divarsion. Mind I am not
threatening you, Captain Ussher, but it's little good you or them as
is in Ballycloran will be getting for the work you're now doing--What
are you pulling at, misther'? D'ye think I can't walk av myself,
without your hauling and pulling like a gossoon at a pig