"I say that, God knows, from my heart out."

"Then there's one way that it may be so. Give up Ellen; you'll find it
for your own interest to do so."

"Show me that, Meehaul."

"Give her up, I say, an' then I may tell you."

"Meehaul, good-night. Go home."

They had now entered the principal street of the town, and as they
proceeded in what appeared to be an earnest, perhaps a friendly
conversation, many of their respective acquaintances, who lounged in the
moonlight about their doors, were not a little surprised at seeing them
in close conference. When Lamh Laudher wished him good night, he
had reached an off street which led towards his father's house, a
circumstance at which he rejoiced, as it would have been the means, he
hoped, of terminating a dialogue that was irksome to both parties. He
found himself, however, rather unexpectedly and rudely arrested by his
companion.

"We can't part, Lamh Laudher," said Meehaul seizing him by the collar,
"'till this business is settled--I mane till you promise to give my
sister up."

"Then we must stand here, Meehaul, as long as we live--an' I surely
won't do that."