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Light O' the Morning by L. T. Meade
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and it's a cozy, snug little place, where you can have your potheen
and nobody be any the wiser."

"I declare, Patrick," said his lady, facing him, "you are becoming
downright vulgar. I wish you wouldn't talk in that way. If you have
no respect for yourself and your ancient family, you ought to
remember your daughter."

"I'm sure I'm not doing the colleen any harm," said the Squire.

"That you never could, father," replied Nora, with a burst of
enthusiasm.

Mrs. O'Shanaghgan surveyed her coldly.

"Go upstairs and help Terence to pack his things," she said; and
Nora left the room.

The next day the travelers departed. As soon as they were gone Mrs.
O'Shanaghgan sent for Nora to come and sit in the room with her.

"I have been thinking during the night how terribly neglected you
are," she said; "you are not getting the education which a girl in
your position ought to receive. You learn nothing now."

"Oh, mother, my education is supposed to be finished," answered
Nora.

"Finished indeed!" said Mrs. O'Shanaghgan.

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