In fact, he felt so completely overwhelmed that he was incapable of uttering a syllable.

On seeing Cavanagh return, he was about to speak, when he looked upon the glowing cheeks, flashing eyes, and panting bosom of his heroic little sister.
"You are right, my darling Dora.

I must be proud on receiving such a message.

Kathleen has done me injustice, and I must be proud in my own defence." The full burthen of this day's care, however, had not been yet laid upon him.

On returning home, he heard from one of his laborers that a notice to quit his farm of Ahadarra had been left at his house.