"If he's in our power, we're in his; an' you know he could soon make the counthry too hot to hold us.

Along wid all, too, he's as revengeful as the dioule himself, if not a thrifle more so." "If he an' Kathleen gets bothered together," said Philip, "'twould be a good look up for us, at any rate." Kate Hogan was the only female present, the truth being that Philip and Ned were both widowers, owing, it was generally believed, to the brutal treatment which their unfortunate wives received at their hands.
"Don't quarrel wid him," said she, "if you can, at any rate, till we get him more in our power, an' that he'll be soon, maybe.

If we fall out wid him, we'd have to lave the place, an' maybe to go farther than we intend, too.

Wherever we went over the province, this you know was our headquarters.

Here's where all belongin' to us--I mane that ever died a natural death, or drew their last breath in the counthry--rests, an' I'd not like to go far from it." "Let what will happen," said Philip, with an oath, "I'd lose my right arm before Bryan M'Mahon puts a ring on Kathleen." "I can tell you that Hycy has no notion of marry in' her, thin," said Kate.
"How do you know that ?" asked her husband.
"I've a little bird that tells me," she replied.
"Gerald Cavanagh an' his wife doesn't think so," said Philip.