might be successful--that he might, by some legal tactics, at any rate
obtain for himself the management of his sister's property. But this
he could not do: he felt that Daly was his master; and though he still
thought that he might have triumphed had he come sufficiently prepared,
that is, with a considerable quantum of spirits inside him, he knew
himself well enough to be aware that he could do nothing without this
assistance; and, alas, he could not obtain it there. He had great
reliance in the efficacy of whiskey; he would trust much to a large
dose of port wine; but with brandy he considered himself invincible.

He sat biting his lip, trying to think, trying to make up his mind,
trying to gain sufficient self-composure to finish his interview with
Daly with some appearance of resolution and self-confidence, but it was
in vain; when the attorney returned, his face still plainly showed that
he was utterly unresolved, utterly unable to resolve on anything.

"Well, Mr Lynch," said Daly, "will you let me spake to Kelly about
this, or would you rather sleep on the matther?"

Barry gave a long sigh--"Wouldn't he give six hundred, Daly? he'd still
have two hundred clear, and think what that'd be for a fellow like
him!"

"You must ask him for it yourself then; I'll not propose to him any
such thing. Upon my soul, he'll be a great fool to give the five
hundred, because he's no occasion to meddle with you in the matther at
all, at all. But still I think he may give it; but as for asking for
more--at any rate I won't do it; you can do what you like, yourself."

"And am I to sell the furniture, and everything--horses, cattle, and