e effect, and by the time he arrived at Cahill's Mr
Tyrrel had seen the impolicy of giving any publicity to what _he_
considered the folly of his daughter. His interview, therefore, with Curly
took place in private, and for any satisfaction that resulted from it he
might as well have placed himself in communication with the intelligent
milestone, "Clonmel XII.," which he had passed as he entered the town.
Cahill, on his part, received the first discharge of the clergyman's
indignation with a look of stolid surprise, to which one Liston, a player,
could alone have done justice. For some time he seemed at a loss to
comprehend whether the remarks had reference to his last year's arrear of
tithes, or the projected invasion from Boulogne; and when at length their
real purport _did_ overtake him, the shock was overwhelming. Well it was
for the Fugitive that he was at the moment out of reach of his estimable
host's indignation. To be "skivered," to "have every bone in his body
smashed to smithers," or "to be torn asunder as one would tear a lark,"
was the mildest of the horrible fates he had escaped for attempting to
inveigle the affections of "the darlin' young lady." As to Cahill himself
having ever perceived the remotest approach to any intimacy between the
parties, he "declared to his heart" he never saw them together in his
life; if he had, his instant duty would have propelled him to inform the
rector of it "in a shake;" so that as Mr Tyrrel saw his interview was
likely to be a fruitless one, he cut it short and departed, while Curly
was concluding a declaration, that "if he could go on his hands an' knees
to Clo'mel for his rav'rence, he'd be proud to do it."

During the rest of the day, the discomfited parent had full occupation in
his own self-upbraidings. In his boundless indulgence, he had permitted
his daughter to be perfectly mistress of her time and actions; and the
conviction now pressed upon him, that he had done so to a very culpable
and unfortunate degree. In order to remedy one false step, however, he now
took another in a contrary direction; and Katey, so long the sole object
of his tenderness and love, was henceforth to experience a share of that
hardness in his character, which the rest of the world had so largely
felt. Although he did not persist in keeping her locked up in one
apartment, he forbade her for the present to appear in his presence, and
strictly commanded that she should not, on any account, s