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ereas Mister Donovan was the shining metal, fresh stamped from the mint of Maynooth. While thus occupied in my surveillance of the scene before me, I was roused by the priest saying-- "Ah, Fin, my darling, you needn't deny it; you're at the old game as sure as my name is Malachi, and ye'll never be easy nor quiet till ye're sent beyond the sea, or maybe have a record of your virtues on half a ton of marble in the church--yard, yonder." "Upon my honour, upon the sacred honour of a De Courcy--." "Well, well, never mind it now; ye see ye're just keeping your friends cooling themselves there in the corner--introduce me at once." "Mr. Lorrequer, I'm sure--." "My name is Curzon," said the adjutant, bowing. "A mighty pretty name, though a little profane; well, Mr. Curse-on," for so he pronounced it, "ye're as welcome as the flowers in May; and it's mighty proud I am to see ye here. "Mr. Lorrequer, allow me to shake your hand--I've heard of ye before." There seemed nothing very strange in that; for go where I would through this country, I seemed as generally known as ever was Brummell in Bond-street. "Fin tells me," continued Father Malachi, "that ye'd rather not be known down here, in regard of a reason," and here he winked. "Make yourselves quite easy; the king's writ was never but once in these parts; and the 'original and true copy' went back to Limerick in the stomach of the server; they made him eat it, Mr. Lorrequer; but it's as well to be cautious, for there are a good number here. A little dinner, a little quarterly dinner we have among us, Mr. Curseon, to be social together, and raise a 'thrifle' for the Irish college at Rome, where we have a probationer or two, ourselves. "As good as a station, and more drink," whispered Fin into my ear. "And now," continued the priest, "ye must just permit me to re-christen ye both, and the contribution will not be the less for what I'm going to do; and I'm certain you'll not be worse for the change Mr. Curseon--though 'tis only for a few hours, ye'll have a dacent name." As I could see no possible objection to this proposal, nor did Curzon either, our only desire being to maintain the secrecy necessary for our antagonist's safety, we at once assented; when Father Malachi took me by the hand, but with such a total change in his whole air and deportment that I was completely puzzled by it; he led me forward to the company with a good deal of the ceremonio
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