"Well, ahagur," said Cavanagh, "no matter now--it's all over unless they
catch the robbers. Come now," he added, addressing M'Mahon and his son,
"if you're for the road I'm ready."
"Is it true, Mrs. Burke," asked Bryan, "that you're goin' to have a Kemp
in your barn some o' these days?"
"True enough, indeed," replied the good woman, "an' that's true, too,
tell the girls, Bryan, and that they must come."
"Not I," said the other, laughing; "if the girls here--wishes them to
come, let them go up and ask them."
"So we will, then," replied Hanna, "an' little thanks to you for your
civility."
"I wish I knew the evenin'," said Bryan, "that I might be at
Carriglass."
"When will we go, Kathleen," asked her sister, turning slyly to her.
"Why, you're sich a light-brained cracked creature," replied Kathleen,
"that I can't tell whether you're joking or not."
"The sorra joke I'm jokin'," she replied, striving suddenly to form
her features into a serious expression. "Well, then, I have it," she
proceeded. "Some Thursday, Bryan, in the middle o' next week--now you
know I'm not jokin', Kathleen."
"Will you come, Kathleen?" inquired Bryan.
"Why, if Hanna goes, I suppose I must," she replied, but without looking
up.
"Well then I'll have a sharp look-out on Thursday."
"Come now," said Gerald, "let us move.
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