"No," returned Fardorougha, quietly; "no, it"s not, as you say, for merely partin" wid him--hanged! G.o.d! G.o.d! Mm--here--Honor--here, the thought of it--I"ll die--it"ll break! Oh, G.o.d support me! my heart--here--my heart"ll break! My brain, too, and my head--oh! if G.o.d "ud take me before I"d see it! But it can"t be--it"s not possible that our innocent boy should meet sich a death!"
"No, dear, it is not; sure he"s innocent--that"s one comfort; but, Fardorougha, as the men said, you must go to a lawyer and see what can be done to defind him."
The old man rose up and proceeded to his son"s bedroom.
"Honor," said he, "come here;" and while uttering these words he gazed upon her face with a look of unutterable and hopeless distress; "there"s his bed, Honor--his bed--he may never sleep on it more--he may be cut down like a flower in his youth--an" then what will become of us?"
"Forever, from this day out," said the distracted mother, "no hands will ever make it but my own; on no other will I sleep--we will both sleep--where his head lay there will mine be too--avick machree--machree! Och, Fardorougha, we can"t stand this; let us not take it to heart, as we do; let us trust in G.o.d, an" hope for the best."
Honor, in fact, found it necessary to a.s.sume the office of a comforter; but it was clear that nothing urged or suggested by her could for a moment win back the old man"s heart from the contemplation of the loss of his son. He moped about for a considerable time; but, ever and anon, found himself in Connor"s bedroom, looking upon his clothes and such other memorials of him as it contained.
During the occurrence of these melancholy incidents at Fardorougha"s, others of a scarcely less distressing character were pa.s.sing under the roof of Bodagh Buie O"Brien.
Our readers need not be informed that the charge brought by Bartle Flanagan against Connor, excited the utmost amazement in all who heard it. So much at variance were his untarnished reputation and amiable manners with a disposition so dark and malignant as that which must have prompted the perpetration of such a crime, that it was treated at first by the public as an idle rumor. The evidence, however, of Phil Curtis, and his deposition to the conversation which occurred between him and Connor, at the time and place already known to the reader, together with the corroborating circ.u.mstances arising from the correspondence of the footprints about the haggard with the shoes produced by the constable--all, when combined together, left little doubt of his guilt.
No sooner had this impression become general, than the spirit of the father was immediately imputed to the son, and many sagacious observations made, all tending to show, that, as they expressed it, "the bad drop of the old rogue would sooner or later come out in the young one;" "he wouldn"t be what he was, or the bitter heart of the miser would appear;" with many other apothegms of similar import. The family of the Bodagh, however, were painfully and peculiarly circ.u.mstanced.
With the exception of Una herself, none of them entertained a doubt that Connor was the incendiary. Flanagan had maintained a good character, and his direct impeachment of Connor, supported by such exact circ.u.mstantial evidence, left nothing to be urged in the young man"s defence. Aware as they were of the force of Una"s attachment, and apprehensive that the shock, arising from the discovery of his atrocity, might be dangerous if injudiciously disclosed to her, they resolved, in accordance with the suggestion of their son, to break the matter to herself with the utmost delicacy and caution.
"It is better," said John, "that she should hear of the misfortune from ourselves; for, after breaking it to her as gently as possible, we can at least attempt to strengthen and console her under it."
"Heaven above sees," exclaimed his mother, "that it was a black and unlucky business to her and to all of us; but now that she knows what a revingeful villain he is, I"m sure she"ll not find it hard to banish him out of her thoughts. _Deah Grasthias_ for the escape she had from him at any rate!"
"John, bring her in," said the father; "bring the unfortunate young crature in. I can"t but pity her, Bridget; I can"t but pity ma colleen voghth."
When Una entered with her brother she perceived by a glance at the solemn bearing of her parents, that some unhappy announcement was about to be made to her. She sat down, therefore, with a beating heart and a cheek already pale with apprehension.
"Una," said her father, "we sent for you to mention a circ.u.mstance that we would rather you should hear from ourselves than from strangers. You were always a good girl, Una--an" obadient girl, and sensible beyant your years; and I trust that your good sinse and the grace of the Almighty will enable you to bear up undher any disappointment that may come upon you."
"Surely, father, there can be nothing worse than I know already," she replied.
"Why, what do you know, dear?"
"Only what you told me the day Fardorougha was here, that nothing agreeable to my wishes could take place."
"I would give a great deal that the business was now as it was even then," responded her father; "there"s far worse to come, Una, an" you must be firm, an" prepare to hear what"ll thry you sorely."
"I can"t guess it, father; but for G.o.d"s sake tell me at once."
"Who do you think burned our property?"
"And I suppose if she hadn"t been undher the one roof wid us that it"s ourselves he"d burn," observed her mother.
"Father, tell me the worst at once--whatever it may be;--how could I guess the villain or villains who destroyed our property?"
"Villain, indeed! you may well say so," returned the Bodagh. "That villain is no other than Connor O"Donovan!"
Una felt as if a weighty burden had been removed from her heart; she breathed freely; her depression and alarm vanished, and her dark eye kindled into proud confidence in the integrity of her lover.
"And, father," she asked, in a full and firm voice, "is there nothing worse than that to come?"
"Worse! is the girl"s brain turned?"
"_Dhar a Lhora Heena_, she"s as mad I believe as ould Fardorougha himself," said the mother; "worse! why, she has parted wid all the reasing she ever had."
"Indeed, mother, I hope I have not, and that my reason"s as clear as ever; but, as to Connor O"Donovan, he"s innocent of that charge, and of every other that may be brought against him; I don"t believe it, and I never will."
"It"s proved against him; it"s brought, home to him."
"Who"s his accuser?"
"His father"s servant, Bartle Flanagan, has turned king"s evidence."
"The deep-dyed villain!" she exclaimed, with indignation; "father, of that crime, so sure as G.o.d"s in heaven, so sure is Connor O"Donovan innocent, and so sure is Bartle Flanagan guilty--I know it."
"You know it--explain yourself."
"I mean I feel it--ay, home to the core of my heart--my unhappy heart--I feel the truth of what I say."
"Una," observed her brother, "I"m afraid you have been vilely deceived by him--there"s not the slightest doubt of his guilt."
"Don"t you be deceived, John; I say he"s innocent--as I hope for heaven he"s innocent; and, father, I"m not a bit cast down or disheartened by anything I have yet heard against him."
"You"re a very extraordinary girl, Una; but for my part I"m glad you look upon it as you do. If his innocence appears, no man alive will be better plazed at it than myself."
"His innocence will appear," exclaimed the faithful girl; "it must appear; and,--father, mark this--I say the time will tell yet who is innocent and who is guilty. G.o.d knows," she added, her energy of manner increasing, while a shower of hot tears fell down her cheeks, "G.o.d knows I would marry him to-morrow with the disgrace of that and ten times as much upon him, so certain am I that his heart and hand are free from thought or deed that"s either treacherous or dishonorable."
"Marry him!" said her brother, losing temper; "n.o.body doubts but you"d marry him on the gallows, wid the rope about his neck."
"I would do it, and unite myself to a true heart. Don"t mistake me, and mother, dear, don"t blame me," she added, her tears flowing still faster; "he"s in disgrace--sunk in shame and sorrow--and I won"t conceal the force of what I feel for him; I won"t desert him now as the world will do; I know his heart, and on the scaffold to-morrow I would become his wife, if it would take away one atom of his misery."
"If he"s innocent," said her father, "you have more pinetration than any girl in Europe; but if he"s guilty of such an act against any one connected with you, Una, the guilt of all the divils in h.e.l.l is no match for his. Well, you have heard all we wanted to say to you, and you needn"t stay."
"As she herself says," observed John, "perhaps time will place everything in its true light. At present all those who are not in love with him have little doubt of his guilt. However, even as it is, in principle Una is right; putting love out of the question, we should prejudge no one."
"Time will," said his sister, "or rather G.o.d will in His own good time.
On G.o.d I"m sure he depends; on his providence I also rely for seeing his name and character cleared of all that has been brought against him.
John, I wish to speak to you in my own room; not that I intend to make any secret of it, but I want to consult with you first."
"_Cheerna dheelish_," exclaimed her mother; "what a wife that child would make to any man that desarved her!"
"It"s more than I"m able to do, to be angry with her," returned the Bodagh. "Did you ever know her to tell a lie, Bridget?"
"A lie! no, nor the shadow of a lie never came out of her lips; the desate"s not in her; an" may G.o.d look down on her wid compunction this day; for there"s a dark road I doubt before her!"
"Amen," responded her father; "amen, I pray the Saviour. At all evints, O"Donovan"s guilt or innocence will soon be known," he added; "the "sizes begin this day week, so that the business will soon be settled either one way or other."
Una, on reaching her own room, thus addressed her affectionate brother:
"Now, John, you know that my grandfather left rue two hundred guineas in his will, and you know, too, the impossibility of getting any money from the clutches of Pardorougha. You must see Connor, and find out how he intends to defend himself. If his father won"t allow him sufficient means to employ the best lawyers--as I doubt whether he will or not--just tell him the truth, that whilst I have a penny of these two hundred guineas, he mustn"t want money; an" tell him, too, that all the world won"t persuade me that he"s guilty; say I know him to be innocent, and that his disgrace has made him dearer to me than he ever was before."