The Kellys and the O'Kellys by Anthony Trollope
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know; she could sign it, and so could I, before we started; and then
I'd feel she'd been traited as well as tho' she'd all the friends in Connaught to her back." "And a great deal better, probably. Well, Martin, I'm no lawyer, but I should think there'd not be much difficulty about that. Any attorney could do it." "But I'd look so quare, my lord, walking into a sthranger's room and explaining what I wanted--all about the running away and everything. To be sure there's my brother John's people; they're attorneys; but it's about robberies, and hanging, and such things they're most engaged; and I was thinking, av' your lordship wouldn't think it too much throuble to give me a line to your own people; or, may-be, you'd say a word to them explaining what I want. It'd be the greatest favour in life." "I'll tell you what I'll do, Kelly. I'll go with you, to-morrow, to Mr Blake's lawyers--that's my friend that was sitting here--and I've no doubt we'll get the matter settled. The Guinnesses, you know, do all my business, and they're not lawyers." "Long life to your lordship, and that's just like yourself! I knew you'd stick by me. And shall I call on you to-morrow, my lord? and at what time?" "Wait! here's Mr Blake. I'll ask him, and you might as well meet me there. Grey and Forrest's the name; it's in Clare Street, I think." Here Mr Blake again entered the room. "What!" said he; "isn't your business over yet, Ballindine? I suppose |
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