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fairly turned by the soft sawdher of that ould reprobate upstairs . " "fwould be iitthcr for him to be tcllin' his bades or rcadin' tho prayers for a departin' sowl than thryin to pass himself off for a gay young spark in the presence of faymales . D ' ye hear nic , Gilly ? " says he . " I hear you , " says she ; " but I don ' t heed the likes , of you . In addition to its being high thraison to talk in that manner to a supayrior monarch , it only shows the jealousy that ' s conshumin' you . "

"Jealousy ! " laughs O'Rorke . "Well , I like that ! Jealous of whom , or ¦ what ? Of an oultl grey-headed bosthoon wud a beard like the tail of our grey mare ? Why don't you go up an' put another plasthcr on his chest , or get him to sing "Ould King Cole" for you wud that patent fog horn voice of his ? Jealous ' inagh ! ' " , "I'll tell him every word of this , " says the Princess , bitin' her lips vmemously an' stampin' her purty feet an the ground .

" 0 , go away woman an' don't be botherin' me ! " says the Prince , crossly . " There has been naither pace nor aise in thc house since ould Mac . crossed our threshold . " " What made you ax him here ? " says thc Princess , half rclentiu ' . " What made me ? " Who made me ? " answers the Prince , more crossly than ever . " You , did of course . You was never done naggin' at me to get a King to visit us in ordher to make the neighbours jealous of yer grandeur . "

" Well , Tiernan , " says she , scarcely ablo to spake -wud anger , " you ' re thc biggest , liar from here to Giant ' s Causeway . "Wh y , even in your sleep you do be ravin' about ' me friend an' guest King Dermot , ' mimickin' his voice , ' me royal cousin the monarch of Leinsther , who ' s stoppin' wad us at present . ' " Then she burst out langhin' in n sthrangc soort of a way .

This was too much altogether for poor O'Korke an' risin' up from his chair he almost shouted at the wife— " go , madam ! retire immayjetly to yer apartment . We'll see who ' s going to he masther in this house , an' I'll take might good care it isn't a faymale . " Throwin' a look at him that ' ud freeze a whole carcase of beef , Dcvorgilla swept out of the room .

CHAPTER IV . That evenin' while the Prince of Brefney was at the monsther-meetin ' , King Mac . dhressed himself up in his bpst an' went out an' hired a side car to be in readiness at the avenue gtltcs at nine o ' clock .

Punctual as a bailiff , ho was undher the Princess ' s windy at nine o ' clock , an ' after r / ixin' his finders on thc holes of tho tin whistle , an' settin' his mouth pro-, _! .... , _ ,.-.. ! III , C L IT ..,,, 1 1 . , 1 1 . 1 perly he started to piny " Home Sweet Home , " the only tuuo ho knew , on tho iiisthrumcnt . He hadn ' t got cpiite through the first bar when Devorgilla ' s windy was thrown up , an' puttin' her head out of the windy she cried in a hushed voico — "Whisht for the love of Heaven ! or you'll have wan of the sarvents out to throw you a copper . There ' s a blind tin-whistler that plays " Homo Sweet Homo" regularly here , an' they'll be seen to think 'tis him you are . "

"Are you ready , me darlin ? " siys the King , puttin' tho tin whistle into his pocket , not too well plaised at the idayaof his bein' mistook for a blind museianer . "I don ' t know what to say nt all , " says tlie Princess . " Don ' t say anything , " says he , " but put on yer bonnet an' shawl an' tako a stnroll wud far the

me as as avenue gates . " " I ' m a pres'ner here , " says she . " A what ? " cries tho King . " A pres ' ner , " says she . "Tiernan locked me into me room before he went out . "

" He ' s a mane scamp , " says King Mac , " to do the like . " " Maybe you'd best come in out of the night air an' have yer supper ? " says tho Princess . "' Deed an' I won ' t , " says the King . "Me mind is mod up about you , tin' if you put , any obstacle in me way I'll not laive you a screed of characthor to clothe yerself wud . " " Would you do that ? " says she .

" I would , " says he , " if I was dhriveu to it , but Where ' s the use of bein' conthrairy Y I know you'd rather bo ( juecii of Leinsther than anything else that ' s wucliii your raich , an' if you don ' t take thc offer now , maybe you'd never get a chance again of risin' above the ranks of an ordinary princess . " " But , even if 1 was inclined to take your offer , " says Dcvorgilla , " how can 1 start wud you to-night , locked up as 1 amY "

" Aisy enough , " says he . " Knot the sheets and curtains together ; tie wan end to the bedpost , nu' throw tho other end out of the wind } ' to me , an ' , you can slide down to the ground as comfortably as you'd slide through a dhrapery shop when there ' s a chape sale on . In fact , in all cases of this kind ' tis the regular way of quittin' the house . " The Princess heaved a sigh , an' then her mind went back to the hot language of O'llorke , an' the way he had thrated her in lockin' her in her room , so she

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turned from the windy an' did as King Mac . tould her , an' in about live minutes she was landed safe alongside the King of Leinsther . " You ' re a brave little woman ! " says he , pattin' her on the shouldher , "an' I hope naither of us will ever regret this step . " " If we ' re goin' to start for Ferns jit all , " says Dcvorgilla , " we'd betther ha off at waucc , for maybe Tiernan would cut the mestiu' short an' get hoinrj airly , an' then the fat ' ud be on the fire . "

"Bight you are , Gilly ' . " srtys the ould monarch . " Lain on me arm , an' we'll be no time gettiu' to thc avenue gate . " An' so off they throttcd an' raiched the jauntin' car in safety . " Where to , sir ? " axes the dhriver , who was a sthrango mm , an' didn ' t know either thc King or the Princess .

Io the railaway station , says ould Mac . ; " an' stir your garron up , for wo have to catch tho night mail . " "D ' ye think ' tis a greyhound I keep between the shafts ? " says the dhriver , who knew he could catch the thraiu easy enough , but wanted cstlira money for doin' it .

"Faith I don ' t , " says ould Mac , roarin' at the man wud all the strength of his voice . "He looks more like a clothes horse , hut if I miss mo thrniii I'll whack thc divil out of ye ! " Begor , King Mac ' s roar nearly frightened the jurvey out of his seven senses , an' all he said was , "'Tis all right , yer honour , you'll catch your thraiu right enough , even if it starts at the time-table hour . "

lucres not much fear of that , says the King ; "but don ' t reckon on its bein' late—that ' s all . " An' then he turned to the Princess , an' 1 nvcriu' his voice to a whisper , he said all the nice things ho could think of to her , an' promised he'd buy a bran' new crown for her an' get her throne painted an' gilded by the first painthers an' gildhers in Leinsther .

" But suppose , " says she , spuken very low , the way the dhriver wouldn't overhear her , " that Tiernan doesn ' t get his dischargj from mo through the coorts , how will things he then Y " " Sure , he'd bo no man if ho didn ' t , " says the King . " Of coorse he will , mo darlin ' . He'll be put to the pin of his collar to keep his disthrict goin' on account of his foolishness in taking the taxes off the sporits and tobaccy , an' ho'll be only aiger to get damages out of inc . " " Maybe tis challenge you to a jowl ho would Y'' says tlie Princess , onaisely .

" Divil a fear of him . ' " says tho King . " He ' s a sensible study in in j an' he'll make up his mind ' owill be betther for him to hive my goold in his pjeket than my swoord in his intayrior— for ho knows I ' m the deadliest swoordsman in all Ireland . Bo aisy in yer mind , mo girl , " says he , puttin' his arm round her waist . " Believe me , we ' re uctin' for the best in this business . "

" I hope so , ' says she , " but I can't help feelin throublcd in me conscience . " " We must all go through thrial an' thribulation , " says tho ould vagabone , " so that we may emerge from our temptation claner an' wholesome , like a chimbley sweep after stoppin' out of a hot bath . There ' s no separatin' twin-sowls , Gilly , " says he , iisin' the same words to the mistortuuate woman that he'd used to at laiste forty different girls on similar occasions before .

Anyhow , he managed to aise Devorgilla ' s mind before the car pulled up at tho railutv . iy station . Tho only throb her heart giV was when she hcird him an tho ticket clerk for a " lirst single " for Ferns , rirt Kilkeuuy Junction . She staggered out on tho platform then , not hoedin' or cariu' where she was goin '; an' while the King was havin' a "half wan" at the refreshment bar , sho stud wild her back agaiu the jamb of the first-class waitiu ' -room until tho night mail crawled into the station .

CUAPTKlt V . There was holy desolation all through the counthvy when the news was spread of tho ( light of Dcvorgilla wild ould Macmurrough . Poor O'Korke took the news very badly , an' could think of notliin' but tho desthructiou of the schouudrel that had run away wud his wife ; an' off ho thru / veiled hot l ' ut to Roderick O'Connor , tho King of till Ireland , an' laid his case before him . King Kory summoned all the other Kings together , an' vengeance was vowed against the ould reprobate Monarch of Leinsther .

There ' s no mistake ould Mac . was sthaggered at the storm he'd raised , but tho pluck didn ' t laive him at wance , an' he determined to fight the wholo of Ireland rather than give up the girl . Fight ho did , tic' licked he was ! His Palace was burnt to the ground , an' ho was banished out of the counthry by good King Korv .

Dcvorgilla was sent back to her husband a suddhor and wiser woman ; but poor O'llorke was heart-broke altogether , an' wouldn ' t receive her at any price , so she retired into a convent , where , for tho rest of her life , she had plenty time to relied on the folly of ambition an' twin souls , an' on the wickedness of ould men wud grey beards . Dermot—beaten , banished , degraded , an' hated as he was—didn ' t lose heart in himself . He went to Wales for a spell , an' returned n ' ti Holyhead , wud some

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fairly turned by the soft sawdher of that ould reprobate upstairs . " "fwould be iitthcr for him to be tcllin' his bades or rcadin' tho prayers for a departin' sowl than thryin to pass himself off for a gay young spark in the presence of faymales . D ' ye hear nic , Gilly ? " says he . " I hear you , " says she ; " but I don ' t heed the likes , of you . In addition to its being high thraison to talk in that manner to a supayrior monarch , it only shows the jealousy that ' s conshumin' you . "

"Jealousy ! " laughs O'Rorke . "Well , I like that ! Jealous of whom , or ¦ what ? Of an oultl grey-headed bosthoon wud a beard like the tail of our grey mare ? Why don't you go up an' put another plasthcr on his chest , or get him to sing "Ould King Cole" for you wud that patent fog horn voice of his ? Jealous ' inagh ! ' " , "I'll tell him every word of this , " says the Princess , bitin' her lips vmemously an' stampin' her purty feet an the ground .

" 0 , go away woman an' don't be botherin' me ! " says the Prince , crossly . " There has been naither pace nor aise in thc house since ould Mac . crossed our threshold . " " What made you ax him here ? " says thc Princess , half rclentiu ' . " What made me ? " Who made me ? " answers the Prince , more crossly than ever . " You , did of course . You was never done naggin' at me to get a King to visit us in ordher to make the neighbours jealous of yer grandeur . "

" Well , Tiernan , " says she , scarcely ablo to spake -wud anger , " you ' re thc biggest , liar from here to Giant ' s Causeway . "Wh y , even in your sleep you do be ravin' about ' me friend an' guest King Dermot , ' mimickin' his voice , ' me royal cousin the monarch of Leinsther , who ' s stoppin' wad us at present . ' " Then she burst out langhin' in n sthrangc soort of a way .

This was too much altogether for poor O'Korke an' risin' up from his chair he almost shouted at the wife— " go , madam ! retire immayjetly to yer apartment . We'll see who ' s going to he masther in this house , an' I'll take might good care it isn't a faymale . " Throwin' a look at him that ' ud freeze a whole carcase of beef , Dcvorgilla swept out of the room .

CHAPTER IV . That evenin' while the Prince of Brefney was at the monsther-meetin ' , King Mac . dhressed himself up in his bpst an' went out an' hired a side car to be in readiness at the avenue gtltcs at nine o ' clock .

Punctual as a bailiff , ho was undher the Princess ' s windy at nine o ' clock , an ' after r / ixin' his finders on thc holes of tho tin whistle , an' settin' his mouth pro-, _! .... , _ ,.-.. ! III , C L IT ..,,, 1 1 . , 1 1 . 1 perly he started to piny " Home Sweet Home , " the only tuuo ho knew , on tho iiisthrumcnt . He hadn ' t got cpiite through the first bar when Devorgilla ' s windy was thrown up , an' puttin' her head out of the windy she cried in a hushed voico — "Whisht for the love of Heaven ! or you'll have wan of the sarvents out to throw you a copper . There ' s a blind tin-whistler that plays " Homo Sweet Homo" regularly here , an' they'll be seen to think 'tis him you are . "

"Are you ready , me darlin ? " siys the King , puttin' tho tin whistle into his pocket , not too well plaised at the idayaof his bein' mistook for a blind museianer . "I don ' t know what to say nt all , " says tlie Princess . " Don ' t say anything , " says he , " but put on yer bonnet an' shawl an' tako a stnroll wud far the

me as as avenue gates . " " I ' m a pres'ner here , " says she . " A what ? " cries tho King . " A pres ' ner , " says she . "Tiernan locked me into me room before he went out . "

" He ' s a mane scamp , " says King Mac , " to do the like . " " Maybe you'd best come in out of the night air an' have yer supper ? " says tho Princess . "' Deed an' I won ' t , " says the King . "Me mind is mod up about you , tin' if you put , any obstacle in me way I'll not laive you a screed of characthor to clothe yerself wud . " " Would you do that ? " says she .

" I would , " says he , " if I was dhriveu to it , but Where ' s the use of bein' conthrairy Y I know you'd rather bo ( juecii of Leinsther than anything else that ' s wucliii your raich , an' if you don ' t take thc offer now , maybe you'd never get a chance again of risin' above the ranks of an ordinary princess . " " But , even if 1 was inclined to take your offer , " says Dcvorgilla , " how can 1 start wud you to-night , locked up as 1 amY "

" Aisy enough , " says he . " Knot the sheets and curtains together ; tie wan end to the bedpost , nu' throw tho other end out of the wind } ' to me , an ' , you can slide down to the ground as comfortably as you'd slide through a dhrapery shop when there ' s a chape sale on . In fact , in all cases of this kind ' tis the regular way of quittin' the house . " The Princess heaved a sigh , an' then her mind went back to the hot language of O'llorke , an' the way he had thrated her in lockin' her in her room , so she

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turned from the windy an' did as King Mac . tould her , an' in about live minutes she was landed safe alongside the King of Leinsther . " You ' re a brave little woman ! " says he , pattin' her on the shouldher , "an' I hope naither of us will ever regret this step . " " If we ' re goin' to start for Ferns jit all , " says Dcvorgilla , " we'd betther ha off at waucc , for maybe Tiernan would cut the mestiu' short an' get hoinrj airly , an' then the fat ' ud be on the fire . "

"Bight you are , Gilly ' . " srtys the ould monarch . " Lain on me arm , an' we'll be no time gettiu' to thc avenue gate . " An' so off they throttcd an' raiched the jauntin' car in safety . " Where to , sir ? " axes the dhriver , who was a sthrango mm , an' didn ' t know either thc King or the Princess .

Io the railaway station , says ould Mac . ; " an' stir your garron up , for wo have to catch tho night mail . " "D ' ye think ' tis a greyhound I keep between the shafts ? " says the dhriver , who knew he could catch the thraiu easy enough , but wanted cstlira money for doin' it .

"Faith I don ' t , " says ould Mac , roarin' at the man wud all the strength of his voice . "He looks more like a clothes horse , hut if I miss mo thrniii I'll whack thc divil out of ye ! " Begor , King Mac ' s roar nearly frightened the jurvey out of his seven senses , an' all he said was , "'Tis all right , yer honour , you'll catch your thraiu right enough , even if it starts at the time-table hour . "

lucres not much fear of that , says the King ; "but don ' t reckon on its bein' late—that ' s all . " An' then he turned to the Princess , an' 1 nvcriu' his voice to a whisper , he said all the nice things ho could think of to her , an' promised he'd buy a bran' new crown for her an' get her throne painted an' gilded by the first painthers an' gildhers in Leinsther .

" But suppose , " says she , spuken very low , the way the dhriver wouldn't overhear her , " that Tiernan doesn ' t get his dischargj from mo through the coorts , how will things he then Y " " Sure , he'd bo no man if ho didn ' t , " says the King . " Of coorse he will , mo darlin ' . He'll be put to the pin of his collar to keep his disthrict goin' on account of his foolishness in taking the taxes off the sporits and tobaccy , an' ho'll be only aiger to get damages out of inc . " " Maybe tis challenge you to a jowl ho would Y'' says tlie Princess , onaisely .

" Divil a fear of him . ' " says tho King . " He ' s a sensible study in in j an' he'll make up his mind ' owill be betther for him to hive my goold in his pjeket than my swoord in his intayrior— for ho knows I ' m the deadliest swoordsman in all Ireland . Bo aisy in yer mind , mo girl , " says he , puttin' his arm round her waist . " Believe me , we ' re uctin' for the best in this business . "

" I hope so , ' says she , " but I can't help feelin throublcd in me conscience . " " We must all go through thrial an' thribulation , " says tho ould vagabone , " so that we may emerge from our temptation claner an' wholesome , like a chimbley sweep after stoppin' out of a hot bath . There ' s no separatin' twin-sowls , Gilly , " says he , iisin' the same words to the mistortuuate woman that he'd used to at laiste forty different girls on similar occasions before .

Anyhow , he managed to aise Devorgilla ' s mind before the car pulled up at tho railutv . iy station . Tho only throb her heart giV was when she hcird him an tho ticket clerk for a " lirst single " for Ferns , rirt Kilkeuuy Junction . She staggered out on tho platform then , not hoedin' or cariu' where she was goin '; an' while the King was havin' a "half wan" at the refreshment bar , sho stud wild her back agaiu the jamb of the first-class waitiu ' -room until tho night mail crawled into the station .

CUAPTKlt V . There was holy desolation all through the counthvy when the news was spread of tho ( light of Dcvorgilla wild ould Macmurrough . Poor O'Korke took the news very badly , an' could think of notliin' but tho desthructiou of the schouudrel that had run away wud his wife ; an' off ho thru / veiled hot l ' ut to Roderick O'Connor , tho King of till Ireland , an' laid his case before him . King Kory summoned all the other Kings together , an' vengeance was vowed against the ould reprobate Monarch of Leinsther .

There ' s no mistake ould Mac . was sthaggered at the storm he'd raised , but tho pluck didn ' t laive him at wance , an' he determined to fight the wholo of Ireland rather than give up the girl . Fight ho did , tic' licked he was ! His Palace was burnt to the ground , an' ho was banished out of the counthry by good King Korv .

Dcvorgilla was sent back to her husband a suddhor and wiser woman ; but poor O'llorke was heart-broke altogether , an' wouldn ' t receive her at any price , so she retired into a convent , where , for tho rest of her life , she had plenty time to relied on the folly of ambition an' twin souls , an' on the wickedness of ould men wud grey beards . Dermot—beaten , banished , degraded , an' hated as he was—didn ' t lose heart in himself . He went to Wales for a spell , an' returned n ' ti Holyhead , wud some

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