The clargy knows these things maybe--an' maybe they don't.

I only wish she'd come back with the caaharrawan.

If all goes right, I'll pocket what'll bring yourself an' me to America.

I'm beginnin' somehow to get unaisy; an' I don't wish to stay in this country any longer." Whilst he spoke, the sparkling and beautiful expression which had lit up his daughter's countenance passed away, and with it probably the moment in which it was possible to have opened a new and higher destiny to her existence.
Nelly, in the meantime, having taken an old spade with her to dig the roots she went in quest of, turned up Glendhu, and kept searching for some time in vain, until at length she found two or three bunches of the herb growing in a little lonely nook that lay behind a projecting ledge of rock, where one would seldom think of looking for herbage at all.
Here she found a little, soft, green spot, covered over with dandelion; and immediately she began to dig it up.

The softness of the earth and its looseness surprised her a good deal; and moved by an unaccountable curiosity, she pushed the spade further down, until it was met by some substance that felt rather hard.