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The Evil Eye; Or, The Black Spector - The Works of William Carleton, Volume One by William Carleton
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intelligence; one of whom listened to it with unexpected pleasure, and
the other with mingled emotions of pleasure and pain. The first of these
were Mrs. Lindsay, and the other her son Charles. Mrs. Lindsay, whose
eyes were not for a moment off her son, understood the significant
glance he had given her when he launched forth so heartily in the praise
of Alice Goodwin; neither did the same glance escape the observation of
his brother Charles, who inferred, naturally enough, from the warmth of
the eulogium that had been passed upon her, that she had made, perhaps,
too favorable an impression upon his brother. Of this, however, the
reader shall hear more in due time.

"Well," said the mother slowly, and in a meditating voice, "perhaps,
after all, we may have done her injustice. If so, no person would regret
it more than myself; but we shall see. You parted from them, Harry, on
friendly terms?"

"I did, indeed, my dear mother, and am permitted, almost solicited, to
make their further acquaintance, and cultivate a friendly intimacy with
them, which I am determined to do."

"Bravo, Harry, my fine fellow; and we will be on friendly terms with
them once more. Poor, honest, and honorable old Goodwin! what a pity
that either disunion or enmity should subsist between us. No; the
families must be once more cordial and affectionate, as they ought to
be. Bravo, Harry! your return is prophetic of peace and good feeling;
and, confound me, but you shall have a bonfire this night for your
generosity that will shame the sun. The tar-barrels shall blaze, and the
beer-barrels shall run to celebrate your appearance amongst us. Come,
Charley, let us go to Rathfillan, and get the townsfolk to prepare
for the fete: we must have fiddlers and pipers, and plenty of dancing.
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