ed lips and slow enunciation--

"Very well, Mr. Topertoe; your wishes touching the giving up of all
documents connected with the property shall be duly complied with, as
far as I am concerned. That, is all I choose to say just now."

"And so far as I am concerned," said Solomon, "I can say that mine
also shall be rendered up with rejoicing--with rejoicing that I have no
further intercourse with a profligate and most unchristian landlord.
I feel that in this thing I have cause to be rather thankful than
otherwise."

"Now, M'Clutchy," said M'Loughlin, "I could overlook all your dishonesty
and treacherous misrepresentation of me to Lord Cumber--your attempt
to oust us out of our farms, and to put your son and M'Slime in our
places--your suppressing the fact, besides that we offered a thousand
pounds apiece for a renewal--your whispering away our commercial
reputation, and thereby bringing us in the end to ruin--all that, I say,
I could overlook and forgive; but for your foul and cowardly attempt to
destroy the fair fame of our spotless child--for that, sir, in which,
thank heaven, you failed, I now say, I trust, with honest pride,
and tell you face to face--if you had only the manliness to look in
mine--that I feel this to be the hour of my triumph--but not of my
vengeance, for I trust I am a Christian man."

"As for me, M'Olutchy," said Harman, "really, on looking over your whole
conduct--into which there comes not one single virtue belonging to our
better nature--I am so filled with indignation, and a perception of the
baseness and blackness of your heart and character, your revenge, your
perfidy, and above all, your cowardice, that I can feel nothing for
you but a loathing and abhorrence that really sicken me when I think of
you."

"What could you expect," observed Poll Doolin, "from the son of Kate
Clank and villainous ould Deaker?"

M'Clutchy never raised his eye, but taking up his hat, he and Solomon,
followed soon after by Darby, took their departure in silence; Solomon
occasionally shrugging his shoulders and throwing up his eyes, like a
persecuted man.

"There is now no further use for preserving my incognito," observed Mr.
Topertoe, "and as you, Mr. Sheriff, have had your journey for nothing, I
shall feel obliged if you will join these gentlemen at the Castle Cumber
Arms to dinner, where we can have an opportunity of talking these and
other matters over more at our leisure."

"Do not expect me, sir," sa