ad--indeed, it overcame him the more as I never
remember him to taste a drop of spirits during his life before. I can
see no body now an' him in this state; but if they wish me well, let
them take care of him, and leave him safe at his own house, and tell
them I'll be glad if I can see them tomorrow, or any other time."
With considerable difficulty Fardorougha was removed from Connor, whom
he clung to with all his strength, attempting also to drag him away. He
then wept bitterly, because he declined to accompany him home, that he
might comfort his mother, and enjoy the imagined recovery of his
money from P----e, and the conviction which he believed they had just
succeeded in getting against that notorious defaulter.
After they had departed, Connor sat down upon his hard pallet, and,
supporting his head with his hand, saw, for the first time, in all its
magnitude and horror, the death to which he found himself now doomed.
The excitement occasioned by his trial, and his increasing firmness, as
it darkened on through all its stages to the final sentence, now had--in
a considerable degree abandoned him, and left his heart, at present,
more accessible to natural weakness than it it had been to the power of
his own affections. The image of his early-loved Una had seldom since
his arrest been out of his imagination. Her youth, her beauty, her wild
but natural grace, and the flashing glances of her dark enthusiastic
eye, when joined to her tenderness and boundless affection for
himself--all caused his heart to quiver with deadly anguish through
every fibre. This produced a transition to Flanagan--the contemplation
of whose perfidious vengeance made him spring from his seat in a
paroxysm of indignant but intense hatred, so utterly furious that the
swelling tempest which it sent through his veins caused him to reel with
absolute giddiness.
"Great God!" he exclaimed, "you are just, and will this be suffered?"
He then thought of his parents, and the fiery mood of his mind changed
to one of melancholy and sorrow. He looked back upon his aged father's
enduring struggle--upon the battle of the old man's heart against the
accursed vice which had swayed its impulses so long--on the protracted
conflict between the two energies, which, like contending fivmies in
the field, had now left little but ruin and desolation behind them. His
heart, when he brought all these things near him, expanded, and like a
bird, folded its wings about
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