I didn't expect that from you, Mr.Reilly." "Excuse me, Fergus," said Reilly, taking him by the hand; "when I said honestly I did not mean to intimate any thing whatsoever against your integrity.

I know, unfortunately, the harsh circumstances which drove you to associate with that remorseless villain and his gang; but I wish you to resume an industrious life, and, if Ellen Connor is disposed to unite her fate with yours, I have provided the means--ample means for you both to be comfortable and happy.

She who was so faithful to her mistress will not fail to make you a good wife." "Ah," replied Fergus, "it's I that knows that well; but, unfortunately, I have no hope there." "No hope; how is that?
I thought your affection was mutual." "So it is, sir--or, rather, so it was; but she has affection for nobody now, barring the _Cooleen Bawn_." Reilly paused, and appeared deeply moved by this.

"What," said he, "will she not leave her?
But I am not surprised at it." "No, sir, she will not leave her, but has taken an oath to stay by her night and day, until--better times come." We may say here that Reillys friends took care that neither jailer nor turnkey should make him acquainted with the unhappy state of the _Cooleen Bawn_; he was consequently ignorant of it, and, fortunately, remained so until after his return home.
"Fergus," said Reilly, "can you tell me how the _Cooleen Bawn_ bears the sentence which sends me to a far country ?" "How would she bear it, sir?
You needn't ask: Connor, at all events, will not part from her--not, anyway, until you come back." "Well, Fergus," proceeded Reilly, "I have, as I said, provided for you both; what that provision is I will not mention now.

Mr.Hastings will inform you.