"Well, well; some time ago--he says that, some time ago, he and Martin
Kelly were talking over your sister's affairs; I believe the widow was
there, too."

"Ah, now, Mr Daly--why'd you be putting them words into my mouth?
sorrow a word of the kind I iver utthered at all."

"What the deuce was it you did say, then?"

"Faix, I don't know that I said much, at all."

"Didn't you say, Mr Moylan, that Martin Kelly was talking to you about
marrying Anty, some six weeks ago?"

"Maybe I did; he was spaking about it."

"And, if you were in the chair now, before a jury, wouldn't you swear
that there was a schame among them to get Anty Lynch married to Martin
Kelly? Come, Mr Moylan, that's all we want to know: if you can't say as
much as that for us now, just that we may let the Kellys know what sort
of evidence we could bring against them, if they push us, we must only
have you and others summoned, and see what you'll have to say then."

"Oh, I'd say the truth, Mr Daly--divil a less--and I'd do as much as
that now; but I thought Mr Lynch was wanting to say something about the
property?"

"Not a word then I've to say about it," said Barry, "except that I
won't let that robber, young Kelly, walk off with it, as long as