Oh yes!" with a knowing chuckle, and a light of mischief in his eye; "the lawyers are doing very well! There's one little bit of a solicitor not far from here was of no good at all four years ago, and now they tell me he's made four thousand pounds in three years' time, good money, and got it all in hand! And there's another, I hear, has made six thousand.

The lawyers that call themselves Nationalists, they just keep mischief agoing to further themselves.

What do they care for the labourers?
Why, no more than the farmers do--and what would become of the poor men! * * * * here, he is making * * * * * * * and he keeps more poor men going than all the lawyers and all the farmers in the place a good part of the year." "Are the labourers," I asked, "Nationalists ?" "They don't know what they are," he answered.

"They hate the farmers, but they love Ireland, and they all stand together for the counthry!" "How is it with the Plan of Campaign and the Boycotting ?" "Now what use have the labourers got for the Plan of Campaign?
No more than for the moon! And for the Boycotting, I never liked it--but I was never afraid of it--and there's not been much of it here." "Will the Papal Decree put a stop to what there is of it ?" "I wouldn't mind the Pope's Decree no more than that door!" he exclaimed indignantly.

"Hasn't he enough, sure, to mind in Rome?
Why didn't he defend his own country, not bothering about Ireland!" "Are you not a Catholic, then ?" I asked.
"Oh yes, I'm a Catholic, but I wouldn't mind the Decree.