"
"It is a good proverbial illustration," observed Finigan, "but I will
improve it--put the saddle of infamy, I say, upon the right horse,
Nanny. You see, gintlemen," he added, turning to the magistrates, "my
improvement elevates the metaphor--proceed, girsha."
"Gentlemen," said Hycy, "I received a note from Father Magowan informing
me that it was probable certain charges might be brought against me--or
at least some complaints made," he added, softening the expression--"and
I should be glad to know what they are all about, before this girl
commences formally to state them; I say so in order that I may not be
taken by surprise."
"You know," replied the priest, "that you cannot be taken by surprise;
because I myself told you the substance of the strong suspicions that
are against you."
Bryan M'Mahon now entered, and was cordially greeted by Vanston--and we
may add rather kindly, in manner at least, by Chevydale.
"By the way," asked the former of these gentlemen, "does this
investigation bear in any way upon your interests, M'Mahon?"
"Not, sir, so far as I am aware of--I come here because Father Magowan
wished me to come. I have no interests connected with this country
now," he added in a tone of deep melancholy, "there's an end to that for
ever."
"Now, my good girl," said Chevydale, "you will state all you know
connected with these Hogans fully and truly--that is, neither more nor
less than the truth.
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