Peg O' My Heart by J. Hartley Manners
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them into the ditches!' And he DID. HE thought he KNEW how to handle
them. He woke up with a jump one mornin' when he found a letter from the under-steward tellin' him his Scotch master was in the hospital with a bullet in his spleen, and the beautiful house and grounds were just so much blackened ashes." "It seems to me, my good man, there is a note of agreement with such methods, in your tone." "Manin' the evictin' or the burnin', yer honour?" "You know what I mean," and Kingsnorth's voice rose angrily. "I think I do," answered Burke quietly. "I want an agent who is devoted to my interests and to whom the people are secondary." "Then ye'd betther send to England for one, sir. The men devoted to landlords and against the people are precious few in this part of Ireland, sir." "Do you intend that I should act on that?" "If ye wish. Ye can have my TIME at a price, but ye won't have my INDEPENDENCE for any sum ye like to offer." "Very well. Send me your resignation, to take effect one month from to-day." |
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