Treat the man fairly, I say, concoct no plot against him, bribe no false witnesses, and if he is justly amenable to the law I will spend ten thousand pounds to have him sent anywhere out of the country." "He keeps arms," observed Sir Robert, "contrary to the penal enactments." "I think not," said the squire; "he told me he was on a duck-shooting expedition that night, and when I asked him where he got his arms, he said that his neighbor, Bob Gosford, always lent him his gun whenever he felt disposed to shoot, and, to my own knowledge, so did many other Protestant magistrates in the neighborhood, for this wily Jesuit is a favorite with most of them." "But I know where he has arms concealed," said the Rapparee, looking significantly at the baronet, "and I will be able to find them, too, when the proper time comes." "Ha! indeed, O'Donnel," said Sir Robert, with well-feigned surprise; "then there will be no lack of proof against him, you may rest assured, Mr.Folliard; I charge myself with the management of the whole affair.
I trust, sir, you will leave it to me, and I have only one favor to ask, and that is the hand of your fair daughter when he is disposed of." "She shall be yours, Sir Robert, the moment that this treacherous villain can be removed by the fair operation of the laws; but I will never sanction any dishonorable treatment towards him.

By the laws of the land let him stand or fall." At this moment a sneeze of tremendous strength and loudness was heard immediately outside the door; a sneeze which made the hair of the baronet almost stand on end.
"What the devil is that ?" asked the squire.

"By the great Boyne, I fear some one has been listening after all." The Rapparee, always apprehensive of the "authorities," started behind a screen, and the baronet, although unconscious of any cause for terror, stood rather undecided.

The sneeze, however, was repeated, and this time it was a double one.
"Curse it, Sir Robert," said the squire, "have you not the use of your legs?
Go and see whether there has been an eavesdropper" "Yes, Mr.Folliard," replied the doughty baronet, "but your house has the character of being haunted; and I have a terror of ghosts." The squire himself got up, and, seizing a candle, went outside the door, but nothing in human shape was visible.
"Come here, Sir Robert," said he, "that sneeze came from no ghost, I'll swear.

Who ever heard of a ghost sneezing?
Never mind, though; for the curiosity of the thing I will examine for myself, and return to you in a few minutes." He accordingly left them, and in a short time came back, assuring them that every one in the house was in a state of the most profound repose, and that it was his opinion it must have been a cat.
"I might think so myself," observed the baronet, "were it not for the double sneeze.