"You acted on the spur of the minute; and I say, afther what you heard from the landlord and agent, if you had voted for him you'd be a mane, pitiful hound, unworthy of your name and family.

You did well to put him out.

If I had been in your place, 'out you go,' I'd say, 'you're not the man for my money.' Don't let what the world says fret you, Bryan; sure, while you have Kathleen and me at your back, you needn't care about them.

At any rate, it's well for Father M'Pepper that I'm not a man, or, priest as he is, I'd make a stout horsewhip tiche him to mind his religion, and not intermeddle in politics where he has no business." "Why, you're a great little soldier, Dora," replied Bryan, smiling on her with affectionate admiration.
"I hate anything tyrannical or overbearing," she replied, "as I do anything that's mane and ungenerous." "As to Father M'Pepper, we're not to take him as an example of what his brother priests in general are or ought to be.

The man may think he is doing only his duty; but, at all events, Dora, he has proved to me, very much at my own cost, I grant, that he has more zeal than discretion! May God forgive him; and that's the worst I wish him.