The Black Baronet; or, The Chronicles Of Ballytrain - The Works of William Carleton, Volume One by William Carleton
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"Sir Thomas insisted! How did you come to know that, sir? I tould you no such thing." "Certainly, my dear, you--a--a--hem--did you not say something to that effect? Perhaps, however," he added, apprehensive lest he might have alarmed, or rather excited her suspicions--"perhaps I was mistaken. I only imagined, I suppose, that you said something to that effect; but it does not matter--I have no intimacy with the Gourlays, I assure you--I think that is what you call them--and none at all with Sir Thomas--is not that his name? Goodby now; I shall take a walk through the town--how is this you name it? Ballytrain, I think--and return at five, when I trust you will have dinner ready." He then put on his hat, and sauntered out, apparently to view the town and its environs, fully satisfied that, in consequence of his having left it when a boy, and of the changes which time and travel had wrought in his appearance, no living individual there could possibly recognize him. CHAPTER II. The Town and its Inhabitants. The town itself contained about six thousand inhabitants, had a church, a chapel, a meeting-house, and also a place of worship for those who belonged to the Methodist connection, It was nearly half a mile long, lay nearly due north and south, and ran up an elevation or slight hill, |
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