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Going to Maynooth - Traits and Stories of the Irish Peasantry, The Works of William Carleton, Volume Three by William Carleton
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world, from some one of which, he informed her, he had no doubt, she
could be accommodated.

In the meantime, her image, meek, and fair, and uncomplaining, would
from time to time glide into his imagination; and the melody of her
voice send its music once more to his vaccillating heart. He usually
paused then, and almost considered himself under the influence of a
dream; but ambition, with its train of shadowy honors, would immediately
present itself, and Susan was again forgotten.

When he rejoined the company, to whom he had given the slip, he found
them all gone, except about six or eight whom his father had compelled
to stop for dinner. His mind was now much lighter than it had been
before his interview with Susan, nor were his spirits at all depressed
by perceiving that a new knife and fork lay glittering upon the dresser
for his own particular use.

"Why, thin, where have you been all this time," said the father, "an' we
wantin' to know whether you'd like the mutton to be boiled or roasted!"

"I was soliloquizing in the glen below," replied Denny, once more
assuming his pedantry, "meditating upon the transparency of all human
events; but as for the beef and mutton, I advise you to boil the beef,
and roast the mutton, or vice versa, to boil the mutton, and roast the
beef. But I persave my mother has anticipated me, and boiled them both
with that flitch of bacon that's playing the vagrant in the big pot
there. _Tria juncla in uno_, as Horace says in the Epodes, when
expatiating upon the Roman Emperors--ehem!"

"Misther Denis," said one of those present, "maybe you'd tell us upon
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