"Some more of the land must go," said the wife in a fretful tone.
"Our rent-roll will be still smaller. There will be still less money
to educate Terence. I had set my heart on his going to Cambridge or
Oxford. You quite forget that he is eighteen now."

"Cambridge or Oxford!" said the Squire. "Not a bit of it. My son
shall either go to Old Trinity or he does without a university
education. Cambridge or Oxford indeed! You forget, Ellen, that the
lad is my son as well as yours."

"I don't; but he is half an Englishman, three parts an Englishman,
whatever his fatherhood," said the Squire's wife in a tone of triumph.

"Well, well! he is Terence O'Shanaghgan, for all that, and he will
inherit this old place some day."

"Much there will be for him to inherit."

Eager steps were heard on the gravel, and the next instant Nora
entered by the open window.

"I have given the order," she said; "Angus will have the trap round
in a quarter of an hour."

"That's right, my girl; you didn't let time drag," said her father.

"Angus wants you and mother to be quite ready, for he says Black
Bess is nearly off her head with spirit. Now, then, mother, shall I
go upstairs and bring down your things?"