However, now that you are resolved to unmask Fethertonge, I am
satisfied. It's a proof that you don't wish to see an honest family
oppressed and turned, without reasonable compensation, out of their
property."
"It's a proof of no such thing, I tell you. I don't care the devil had
the M'Mahons; but I am bound to this ninnyhammer of a landlord, who has
got me promoted, and who promises, besides, to get an appointment for
you. I cannot see him, I say, fleeced and plucked by this knavish agent,
who winds him about his finger like a thread; and, as to those poor
honest devils of M'Mahons, stop just a moment and I will show you a
document that may be of some value to them. You see, Fethertonge, in
order to enhance the value of his generosity to myself, or, to come
nearer the truth, the value of Ahadarra, was the means of placing a
document, which I will immediately show you, in my hands."
He went to his office or study, and, after some search, returned
and handed the other a written promise of the leases of Ahadarra and
Carriglass, respectively, to Thomas M'Mahon and his son Bryan, at a
certain reasonable rent offered by each for their separate holdings.
"Now," he proceeded, "there's a document which proves Fethertonge,
notwithstanding his knavery, to be an ass; otherwise he would have
reduced it to ashes long ago; and, perhaps, after having turned it to
his account, he would have done so, were it not that I secured it.
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