He would do any thing that the villain of perdition he's a slave to would bid him.
Now, I'll say no more; and I'm sure, as the friend of your beautiful mistress, the fair _Cooleen Bawn_, you'll thank me for what I have promised to do against the Red Bapparee." "I will pry no further into your affairs or intentions, Fergus; but, if you can take danger out of the way of the _Cooleen Bawn_ or Reilly, I will forgive you a great deal--every thing, indeed, but treachery or dishonor.

But, Fergus, I have something to mention, that will take a, start out of you.

I have been discharged by the squire from his family, and--_mavrone_, oh!--I can now be of no service to the _Cooleen Bawn_." "Discharged!" replied Fergus with astonishment; "why, how did that come?
But I suppose I needn't ask--some of the mad old Squire's tantrums, I suppose?
And what did the _Cooleen Bawn_ herself say ?" "Why, she cried bitterly when I was lavin' her; indeed if I had been her sister she couldn't feel more; and, as might be expected from her, she promised to befriend me as long as she had it in her power; but, poor thing, if matters go against her, as I'm afeared they will--if she's forced to marry that villain, it is little for any thing that's either good or generous ever she'll have in her power; but marry him she never will I heard her say more than wanst that she'd take her own life first; and indeed I'm sartain she will, too, if she is forced to it.

Either that, or she'll lose her senses; for, indeed, Fergus, the darlin' girl was near losin' them wanst or twist as it is--may God pity and relieve her." "Amen," replied Fergus.

"And you're now on your way home, I suppose ?" "I am," said Ellen, "and every thing belongin' to me is to be sent to my father's; but indeed, Fergus, I don't much care now what becomes of me.
My happiness in this world is bound up in hers; and if she's to be sunk in grief and sorrow, I can never be otherwise--we'll have the one fate, Fergus, and God grant it may be a happy one, although I see no likelihood of it." "Come, come, Ellen," replied Fergus, "you think too much of it.