You hunt ?' Patrick's look was, 'Give me a chance'; and Mr.Adister continued: 'Good runs are to be had here; you shall try them.

You are something of a shot, I suppose.

We hear of gentlemen now who neither hunt nor shoot.
You fence ?' 'That's to say, I've had lessons in the art.' 'I am not aware that there is now an art of fencing taught in Ireland.' 'Nor am I,' said Patrick; 'though there's no knowing what goes on in the cabins.' Mr.Adister appeared to acquiesce.

Observations of sly import went by him like the whispering wind.
'Your priests should know,' he said.
To this Patrick thought it well not to reply.

After a pause between them, he referred to the fencing.
'I was taught by a Parisian master of the art, sir.' 'You have been to Paris ?' 'I was educated in Paris.' 'How?
Ah!' Mr.Adister corrected himself in the higher notes of recollection.