, the best thing for you to do is to come to terms with Martin Kelly,
and to sell out your property in Dunmore. You'll make much better terms
before marriage than you would afther, it stands to rason."

Barry was half standing, and half sitting on the small parlour table,
and there he remained for a few minutes, meditating on Daly's most
unpleasant proposal. It was a hard pill for him to swallow, and he
couldn't get it down without some convulsive grimaces. He bit his under
lip, till the blood came through it, and at last said,

"Why, you've taken this thing up, Daly, as if you were to be paid by
the Kellys instead of by me! I can't understand it, confound me if I
can!"

Daly turned very red at the insinuation. He was within an ace of
seizing Lynch by the collar, and expelling him in a summary way from
his premises, a feat which he was able to perform; and willing also,
for he was sick of his client; but he thought of it a second time, and
restrained himself.

"Mr Lynch," he said, after a moment or two, "that's the second time
you've made an observation of that kind to me; and I'll tell you what;
if your business was the best in the county, instead of being as bad a
case as was ever put into a lawyer's hands, I wouldn't stand it from
you. If you think you can let out your passion against me, as you do
against your own people, you'll find your mistake out very soon; so
you'd betther mind what you're saying."

"Why, what the devil did I say?" said Lynch, half abashed.

"I'll not repeat it--and you hadn't betther, either. And now, do you
choose to hear my professional advice, and behave to me as you ought
and shall do? or will you go out of this and look out for another
attorney? To tell you the truth, I'd jist as lieve you'd take your
business to some one else."

Barry's brow grew very black, and he looked at Daly as though he would
much like to insult him again if he dared. But he did not dare. He had
no one else to look to for advice or support; he had utterly estranged
from him his father's lawyer; and though he suspected that Daly was not
true to him, he felt that he could not break with him. He was obliged,
therefore, to swallow his wrath, though it choked him, and to mutter
something in the shape of an apology.

It was a mutter: Daly heard something about its being only a joke,
and not expecting to be taken up so d---- sharp; and, accepting these
sounds as an _amende honorable_ [32], again renewed his funct