The Dead Boxer - The Works of William Carleton, Volume Two by William Carleton
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"I declare, John," said she, on seeing him, "I thought at first you weren't here." "Did you ever know me to be late!--" said John, taking her by the hand, and placing her beside him; "and what would you a' done, Ellen, if I hadn't been here?" "Why, run home as if the life was lavin' me, for fear of seein' something." "You needn't be afeard, Ellen, dear; nothing could harm you, at all events. However, puttin' that aside, have you any betther tidin's than you had when we met last?" "I wish to heaven I had, John! but indeed I have far worse; ay, a thousand times worse. They have all joined against me, an' I'm not to see or speak to you at all." "That's hard," replied Lamh Laudher, drawing his breath tightly; "but I know where it comes from. I think your father might be softened a little, ay, a great deal, if it wasn't for your brother Meehaul." "Indeed, Lamh Laudher, you're wrong in that; my father's as bitther against you as he is. It was only on Tuesday evenin' last that they told me, one an' all they would rather see me a corpse than your wife. Indeed an' deed, John, I doubt it never can be." "There," replied John, "I see plain enough that they'll gain you over at last. That will be the end of it: but if you choose to break the vows |
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