I just rowed across and landed, and made straight for the house.

Everything was quiet and still.
I went round to the stables, and up into the loft where Pat sleeps.
"'Are you there, Pat Ryan,' says I?
"'Who is it calls Pat Ryan ?' says he.
"'It's myself, Larry, Mr.Davenant's boy.' "'Why, I thought you had gone,' says he.

'Are you sure it's yourself ?' says he.
"'And who else should it be, Pat Ryan?
Don't yer know my voice ?' "By this time I had got into the corner where he slept, and touched him.
"'I am glad to feel you, Larry,' says he, 'for I wasn't sure that you hadn't fallen in with the troopers, and it wasn't your ghost that come to visit me.' "'Whist,' says I, 'I have no time to waste upon ye.

The master and the troops are stationed just across the river, at Ballygan.

Mr.Davenant has given me a letter for Miss Conyers, telling her all about it.