May God forgive me for it! The room is too close--I feel unwell--pray open the door." "Will there be no risk, sir, in leaving the door open ?" said the baronet.
"None in the world! I have sent the servants all to bed nearly an hour ago.

Indeed, the fact is, they are seldom up so late, unless when I have company." Sir Robert then opened the door--that is to say, he left it a little more than ajar, and returning again took his seat.
"Don't let the sight of me frighten you, sir," said the Rapparee.

"I never was your enemy nor intended you harm." "Frighten me!" replied the courageous old squire; "no, sir, I am not a man very easily frightened; but I will confess that the sight of you has sickened me and filled me with horror." "Well, now, Mr.Folliard," said the baronet, "let this matter, this misunderstanding, this mistake, or rather this deep and diabolical plot on the part of the Jesuit, Reilly, be at once cleared up.

We wish, that is to say I wish, to prevent your good nature from being played upon by a designing villain.

Now, O'Donnel, relate, or rather disclose, candidly and truly, all that took place with respect to this damnable plot between you and Reilly." "Why, the thing, sir," said the Rapparee, addressing himself to the squire, "is very plain and simple; but, Sir Robert, it was not a plot between me and Reilly--the plot was his own.