He had been asked to come to Loughlinter in order that he might take a message from the husband to the wife, and now the husband made use of his compliance to forbid the visit on some grotesque score of jealousy.

He knew that the man was mad, and that therefore he ought not to be angry; but the man was not too mad to require a rational answer, and had some method in his madness.

"Lady Laura Kennedy is living with her father," said Phineas.
"Pshaw;--dotard!" "Lady Laura Kennedy is living with her father," repeated Phineas; "and I am going to the house of the Earl of Brentford." "Who was it wrote and asked you ?" "The letter was from Lady Laura." "Yes;--from my wife.

What right had my wife to write to you when she will not even answer my appeals?
She is my wife;--my wife! In the presence of God she and I have been made one, and even man's ordinances have not dared to separate us.

Mr.Finn, as the husband of Lady Laura Kennedy, I desire that you abstain from seeking her presence." As he said this he rose from his chair, and took the poker in his hand.