I took your hint, and declined swearing the informations against him before the old squire, as I had intended, from an apprehension that he might possibly blab the fact to Whitecraft, who, if your information be correct, would have given him notice to fly, or otherwise concealed him from justice." "Well, sir," said Reilly, "it's my opinion that the Rapparee will lodge in Sligo jail before to-morrow mornin'; and it's a thousand pities that Whitecraft shouldn't be sent there to keep him company." "He certainly is the most unpopular man living.

In the exuberance of his loyalty he has contrived to offend almost every liberal Protestant in the county, and that with an unjustifiable degree of wanton, and overbearing insolence, arising from his consciousness of impunity.
However, thank God, his day is gone by.

But, mark me, Reilly--I had almost forgotten--don't neglect to secure the clothes in which the villain robbed me; they will be important." "I had no intention of forgetting them, sir; and that scheme for throwing the guilt of his own villany on Mr.Reilly is another reason why I appear against him." It was not, indeed, very easy for the Rapparee to escape.

Whitecraft got home safe, a little before dusk, after putting his unfortunate horse to more than his natural speed.

On his arrival he ordered wine to be brought, and sat down to meditate upon the most feasible plan for reinstating himself in the good graces of the new Government.