As to the leases, there is no
difficulty in the way, M'Mahon, except to get our young landlord to sign
them. That we will easily do, of course; in the meantime, do you go
on, improve your land, and strive to do something for your children,
M'Mahon; for, in this world, he that won't assist himself will find
very few that will. The leases are in Dublin; if you wish, I'll send for
them, and have them ready for the landlord's signature whenever he comes
down here; or I'll leave them in town, where I shall be more likely to
see him."
"Very well, sir," replied M'Mahon, "I lave it all in your own hands, for
I know that if you won't be my friend, you won't be my enemy."
"Well--certainly--I hope not. Will you take anything? Here, James, bring
in some brandy."
M'Mahon's protest against the brandy was anything but invincible.
Fethertonge's manner was so kind, so familiar, and his interest in the
success of himself and his family so unaffectedly warm and sincere,
that, after drinking his health, he took his leave with a light and.
happy heart.
Their journey home was a little more lively than the depression of Jemmy
Burke's mind had allowed it to be on their way to the auction. Yet
each had his own peculiar feelings, independently of those which were
elicited by the conversation. Jemmy Burke, who had tasted some of
Wallace's liquor, as indeed, with the exception of Bryan, they all did,
was consequently in a better and more loquacious humor than he had been
during the day.
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