It is impossible, indeed, to say how far the influence of money may have gone in securing him the comforts which surrounded him, and the attentions which he received.

On entering his cell, Fergus was struck by the calm and composed air with which he received him.

His face, it is true, was paler than usual, but a feeling of indignant pride, if not of fixed but stern indignation, might be read under the composure into which he forced himself, and which he endeavored to suppress.

He approached Fergus, and extending his hand with a peculiar smile, very difficult to be described, said: "Fergus, I am glad to see you; I hope you are safe--at least I have heard so." "I am safe, sir, and free," replied Fergus; "thanks to the Red Rapparee and the sheriff for it." "Well," proceeded Reilly, "you have one comfort--the Red Rapparee will neither tempt you nor trouble you again; but is there no danger of his gang taking up his quarrel and avenging him ?" "His gang, sir?
Why, only for me he would a' betrayed every man of them to Whitecraft and the Government, and had them hanged, drawn, and quartered--ay, and their heads grinning at us in every town in the county." "Well, Fergus, let his name and his crimes perish with him; but, as for you, what do you intend to do ?" "Troth, sir," replied Fergus, "it's more than I rightly know.

I had my hopes, like others; but, somehow, luck has left all sorts of lovers of late--from Sir Robert Whitecraft to your humble servant." "But you may thank God," said Reilly, with a smile, "that you had not Sir Robert Whitecraft's luck." "Faith, sir," replied Fergus archly, "there's a pair of us may do so.
You went nearer his luck--such as it was--than I did." "True enough," replied the other, with a serious air; "I had certainly a narrow escape; but I wish to know, as I said, what you intend to do?
It is your duty now, Fergus, to settle industriously and honestly." "Ah, sir, honestly.