room, with her hands folded over each other in her lap, as if she was
preparing to answer questions from that time to a very late hour in the
evening.

"And now, Mr Daly--av' you've anything to say to a poor widdy like me,
I'm ready."

"My chief object in calling, Mrs Kelly, was to see Miss Lynch. Would
you oblige me by letting Miss Lynch know that I'm waiting to see her on
business."

"Maybe it's a message from her brother, Mr Daly?" said Mrs Kelly.

"You had better go in to Miss Lynch, mother," said Martin, "and ask her
av' it's pleasing to her to see Mr Daly. She can see him, in course,
av' she likes."

"I don't see what good 'll come of her seeing him," rejoined the widow.
"With great respect to you, Mr Daly, and not maning to say a word agin
you, I don't see how Anty Lynch 'll be the betther for seeing ere an
attorney in the counthry."

"I don't want to frighten you, ma'am," said Daly; "but I can assure
you, you will put yourself in a very awkward position if you refuse to
allow me to see Miss Lynch."

"Ah, mother!" said Martin, "don't have a word to say in the matther
at all, one way or the other. Just tell Anty Mr Daly wishes to see
her--let her come or not, just as she chooses. What's she afeard of,
that she shouldn't hear what anyone has to say to her?"