You know me, sir, and my influence over those who protect you.

As for you, Fergus," he added, addressing one of the Rapparee's followers, "you are, thank God! the only one of my blood who has ever disgraced it by leading such a lawless and guilty life.

Be advised by me--leave that man of treachery,rapine, and murder--abandon him and re-form your life--and if you are disposed to become a good and an industrious member of society, go to some other country, where the disgrace you have incurred in this may not follow you.

Be advised by me, and you shall not want the means of emigrating.

Now begone; and think, each of you, of what I have said." The Rapparee glanced at the noble-looking young fellow with the vindictive ferocity of an enraged bull, who feels a disposition to injure you, but is restrained by terror; or, which is quite as appropriate, a cowardly but vindictive mastiff, who eyes you askance, growls, shows his teeth, but has not the courage to attack you.
"Do not look at me so, sir," said Reilly; "you know I fear you not." "But the meantime," replied the Rapparee, "what's to prevent me from putting a bullet into you this moment, if I wish to do it ?" "There are ten thousand reasons against it," returned Reilly.