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"She'd do nothing at the expense of truth," replied her brother.
"Truth!" exclaimed the lively and generous girl, now catching the warmth
from her own enthusiasm, "truth! who'd regard truth--"
"Dora!" exclaimed Bryan, with a seriocomic smile.
"Ha! ha! ha!--truth! what was I sayin'? No, I didn't mean to say
anything against truth; oh, no, God forgive me!" she added, immediately
softening, whilst her bright and beautiful eyes filled with tears, "oh,
no, nor against my darlin' Kathleen either; for, Bryan, I'm tould that
she has never smiled since; and that the color that left her cheeks when
she heard of your vote has never come back to it; and that, in short,
her heart is broken. However, I'll soon see her, and maybe I won't plade
your cause; no lawyer could match me. Whisht!" she exclaimed, "isn't
that Gerald himself comin' over to us?"
"It is," replied Bryan, "let us meet him;" and, as he spoke, they turned
their steps towards him. As they met, Bryan, forgetting everything that
had occurred, and influenced solely by the habit of former friendship
and good feeling, extended his hand with an intention of clasping that
of his old acquaintance, but the latter withdrew, and refused to meet
this usual exponent of good will.
"Well, Gerald," said M'Mahon, smiling, "I see you go with the world
too; but, since you won't shake hands with me, allow me to ask your
business.
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