"If you take that, you may, but if not, I'll give no more.
Your worship, this, you perceive, is cross-case, and if you receive examination on the one side, you will, of course, upon the other ?" "True," replied O'Driscol, who had not thought of this, and who seized upon it as a perfect relief to him; "true, Mr.Purcel, it is a cross-case, and so I understand it.

Let me recommend you to take the money, Hourigan." "Well, then, your honor, I will, on your account, and bekaise, as your worship says, bekaise one good tarn desarues another, an' ought to get it.

I'm satisfied for the present." And as he spoke, he turned, in a skulking, furtive manner, such a look upon Purcel as we will not attempt to describe.
"Now, Hourigan," said O'Driscol, "I am glad I have settled this matter in your favor.

If I had taken Mr.Purcel's informations, you would have certainly been transported; but the truth is, and I trust you have seen it this day, and will allow it, that in my magisterial capacity, although just and impartial I hope, yet, still, whenever I can with raison, I am always disposed to lane towards the poor man, and be the poor man's magistrate--hem--ahem!" "Yes, plaise your honor," said Hourigan, rather drily, "but it's so hard to make the people at large believe the truth, sir.

Good-mornin', your worship, an' many thanks for the illigant justice you gave me.
Good-mornin' you, too, Misther Purcel; I hope we'll be betther friends, sir." "And I hope you will pay your tithes, and keep a civiler tongue in your head," replied the latter, as Hourigan left the office.
Before this weighty matter was determined, Fergus O'Driscol, although satisfied that Hourigan and their new laborer were acquainted, resolved to corroborate his evidence of the fact, if possible, and for this purpose he sent the fellow, as had been agreed on, to walk Purcel's horse up and down the lower part of the avenue, near the entrance gate, which was somewhat secluded and not within view of the house, for the avenue was a winding one.