He looks, for all the world, like Dan O'Connell.

MICHAEL.
He looks like a better man, and that's himself.
I wish he was judge of Ireland.

DENNIS.
So do I;
And my good _masther_ was her doctor too.
They'd set the _ould_ country on her legs right soon.
He's coming now.
_Pointing to_ DR. MARGRAVE, _who is entering,
followed by_ REV. PAUL GODFREY.

MICHAEL.
Who's with your master?
He looks as he had mettle in his arm.

DENNIS.
He is my master's friend--a sort o' priest.

MICHAEL.
And sure can battle with the fiend himself.
He looks as strong as Samson.

DENNIS.
Well for him
Living away in the West, 'mong savages,
And bears, and wolves, and--