Your friend, as you act in this." "Now, Mr.Frank," said the, pedlar, "as you know the danger that's about you, I say that unless you get out o' the counthry at wanst, you'll only have a hand in your own death if anything happens.

You're, goin' now, I suppose, to Mr.Purcel's; if you are--if it wouldn't be troublesome--jist say that the Cannie Soogah will call there in the coorse o' the mornin' for breakfast." He then turned off by a different road; and M'Carthy proceeded at, a very slow pace towards the proctor's, which lay in a right line between the house to which the White-boy had brought him and O'Driscol's.

As he reached the back yard, by which he intended to enter, anxious to get himself washed before any of them should see him--he was met by Mogue, who after a glance or two recognized him at once by his shooting-dress.
"Why thin, good fortune to me, Misther Frank, is this you ?" "It is, Mogue; but I have no time to speak to you now.

Only get me soap and a towel till I wash my face at the pump here.

These are strange times, Mogue, and that was a very suspicious place of refuge to which you brought me; however, it will go hard or we shall make Mr.Frank Finnerty speak out, and to some purpose too.