CHAPTER II.
IS SHE TO BE YOUR WIFE?
"It's quite a sthranger you are, these days," said the priest, as soon as they had turned their backs upon the ladies.
"Well; yes.

We haven't managed to meet since I came back;--have we ?" "I've been pretty constant at home, too.

But you like them cliffs up there, better than the village no doubt." "Metal more attractive, Father Marty," said Fred laughing;--"not meaning however any slight upon Liscannor or the Cork whisky." "The Cork whisky is always to the fore, Mr.Neville.And how did you lave matters with your noble uncle ?" Neville at the present moment was anxious rather to speak of Kate's ignoble father than of his own noble uncle.

He had declared his intention of making inquiry of Father Marty, and he thought that he should do so with something of a high hand.

He still had that scheme in his head, and he might perhaps be better prepared to discuss it with the priest if he could first make this friend of the O'Hara family understand how much he, Neville, was personally injured by this "turning up" of a disreputable father.