"You forget that he has gentle blood in his veins, Denis. There was a
day when my family, the Magennises, held their heads up; and Kolumkill
says that the same time is to come back agin to all the ould families.
Who knows if it's altogether from himself he's takin' to the beef an'
mutton, but from prophecy; he knows what he's about, I'll warrant him.
For our part, it's not right for us to cross him in it; it's for the
good of the church, no doubt, an' we might lose more by a blast upon the
corn or the cattle, than he'd ate the other way. That's my dhrame out
that I had last night about him. I thought we were all gother somewhere
that I can't rightly remimber; but anyhow there was a great sight of
people in it, an' high doin's goin' an in the atin' way. I looked
about me, an' seen ever so many priests dressed all like the Protestant
clargy; our Dinis was at the head of them, wid a three-cocked hat, an'
a wig upon him; he was cuttin' up beef an' mutton at the rate of a
weddin', an' dhrinkin' wine in metherfuls."

"'Musha, Dinis,' says myself, 'what's all this for?'

"'Why,' says he, 'it's all for the good of the church an' the faithful.
I'm now Archbishop of the county,' says he; 'the Protestants are all
banished, an' we are in their place.'

"The sorra one o' myself all this time but thought he was a priest
still; so says I, 'Dinny, you're a wantin' to anoint Paddy Diarmud,
who's given over, an' if you don't I make haste, you won't overtake
him?'

"'He must wait then till mornin',' says Dinny; 'or if he chooses to
die against my will, an' the will o' the church, let him take the