The Macdermots of Ballycloran
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Volume: 28 General Books publication date: 2009 Original publication date: 1866 Original Publisher: Folio Society Subjects: Ireland Family Families Fiction / General Fiction / Classics Fiction / Historical Fiction / Literary History / Europe / Ireland History / Military / World War I Literary Criticism / European / English, Irish, Scottish, Welsh Reference / Genea...
MoreVolume: 28 General Books publication date: 2009 Original publication date: 1866 Original Publisher: Folio Society Subjects: Ireland Family Families Fiction / General Fiction / Classics Fiction / Historical Fiction / Literary History / Europe / Ireland History / Military / World War I Literary Criticism / European / English, Irish, Scottish, Welsh Reference / Genealogy Travel / Europe / Ireland Notes: This is a black and white OCR reprint of the original. It has no illustrations and there may be typos or missing text. When you buy the General Books edition of this book you get free trial access to Million-Books.com where you can select from more than a million books for free. Excerpt: CHAPTER VIII. MISS MACDERMOT AT HOME. At any rate the priest's admonitions had this effect on Thady, that when he came in to breakfast after his morning avocations, he spoke to Feemy, whom he had not seen since their stormy interview of yesterday, with kindness, and, for him, gentleness. But she seemed only half inclined to accept the proffered olive branch. Thady's morning salutations couldn't go far towards putting a young girl in good humour, for even now that he meant to be gracious it was only -- " Well, Feemy, hov's yourself this morning ; and will you be ready for Mary Brady's wedding ?" But her answer -- " Oh, in course ; will you take your breakfast there ? " showed him that she had not forgiven his aspersions against her lover, and the breakfast passed over in silence, with the exception of Larry's usual growls. Thady, therefore, when he had swallowed his potatoes and milk, betook himself again to Pat Brady and the fields. Larry was left alone to sleep, if he could, over the fire, and Feemy betook herself to her own parlour, and proceeded to penetrate farther into the mysteries of the " Mysterious Assassin." There she sat -- a striking contradiction of that proverb which we so often quote with reference to young ladies, and which so seldom can be quoted wit...
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