After a useless search, however, they returned, and pulled up their horses under the oak.
"Well," said one of them, "it's a dear case that the scoundrel can make himself invisible.

We have orders from Sir Eobert to shoot him, and to put the matter upon the principle of resistance against the law, on his side.

Sir Robert has been most credibly informed that that disloyal parson has concealed him in his house for nearly the last month.

Now who could ever think of looking for a Popish rebel in the house of a Protestant parson?
What the deuce is keeping those fellows?
I hope they won't go too far into the country." "Any man that says Mr.Brown is a disloyal parson is a liar," said one of them in a stem voice.
"And I say," said another, with a hiccough, "that, hang me, but I think this same Reilly is as loyal a man as e'er a one amongst us.

My name is George Johnston, and I'm not ashamed of it; and the truth is, that only Miss Folliard fell in love with Reilly, and refused to marry Sir Robert, Reilly would have been a loyal man still, and no ill-will against him.
But, by -- - it was too bad to burn his house and place--and see whether Sir Robert will come off the better of it.