You did well to put him out. If I had been in
your place, 'out you go,' I'd say, 'you're not the man for my money.'
Don't let what the world says fret you, Bryan; sure, while you have
Kathleen and me at your back, you needn't care about them. At any rate,
it's well for Father M'Pepper that I'm not a man, or, priest as he
is, I'd make a stout horsewhip tiche him to mind his religion, and not
intermeddle in politics where he has no business."
"Why, you're a great little soldier, Dora," replied Bryan, smiling on
her with affectionate admiration.
"I hate anything tyrannical or overbearing," she replied, "as I do
anything that's mane and ungenerous."
"As to Father M'Pepper, we're not to take him as an example of what his
brother priests in general are or ought to be. The man may think he is
doing only his duty; but, at all events, Dora, he has proved to me, very
much at my own cost, I grant, that he has more zeal than discretion! May
God forgive him; and that's the worst I wish him. When did you see or
hear from Kathleen? I long to give her an explanation of my conduct,
because I know she will listen to raison."
"That's more than I know yet, then," replied Dora. "She has awful high
notions of our religion, an' thinks we ought to go about huntin' after
martyrdom. Yes, faix, she thinks we ought to lay down our lives for our
religion or our counthry, if we were to be called on to do so.
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