"With all my heart, father. I"m sure I don"t care if you had them this minute. Let Ginty try her hand, and if she can succeed, well and good."
"Well, Kate," said her father, "I"m glad I seen you; but I think it was your duty to call upon me long before this."
"I would, but that I was afraid you wouldn"t see me; and, besides, Ginty told me it was better not for some time. She kept me back, or I would have come months ago."
"Ay, ay; she has some devil"s scheme in view that"ll end in either nothing or something. Good-by, now; get me these papers, and I"ll tell you what"ll be worth hearin"."
Immediately after her departure Father M"Mahon entered, and found Corbet behind his counter as usual. Each on looking at the other was much struck by his evident appearance for the worse; a circ.u.mstance, however, which caused no observation until after they had gone into the little back room. Corbet"s countenance, in addition to a careworn look, and a consequent increase of emaciation, presented a very difficult study to the physiognomist, a study not un.o.bserved! by the priest himself. It was indicative of the conflicting resolutions which had for some time past been alternating in his mind; but so roguishly was each resolution veiled by an a.s.sumed expression of an opposite I nature, that although the general inference was true, the hypocrisy of the whole face made it individually false. Let us suppose, by way of ill.u.s.tration, that a man whose heart is full of joy successfully puts on a look of grief, and vice versa. Of course, the physiognomist will be mistaken in the conclusions he draws from each individual expression, although correct in perceiving that there are before him the emotions of joy and grief; the only difference being, that dissimulation has put wrong labels upon each emotion.
"Anthony," said his reverence, after having taken a seat, "I am sorry to see such a change upon you for the worse. You are very much broken down since I saw you last; and although I don"t wish to become a messenger of bad news, I feel, that as a clergyman, it is my duty to tell you so."
"Troth, your reverence," replied the other, "I"m sorry that so far as bad looks go I must return the compliment. It grieves me: to see you look so ill, sir."
"I know I look ill," replied the other; "and I know too that these hints are sent to us in mercy, with a fatherly design on the part of our Creator, that we may make the necessary preparations for the change, the awful change that is before us."
"Oh, indeed, sir, it"s true enough," replied Corbet, whose visage had become much blanker at this serious intimation, notwithstanding his hypocrisy; "it"s true enough, sir; too true, indeed, if we could only remember it as we ought. Have you been unwell, sir?"
"Not in my bodily health, thank G.o.d, but I"ve got into trouble; and what is more, I"m coming to you, Anthony, with a firm I hope that you will bring me out of it."
"The trouble can"t be very great then," replied the apprehensive old knave, "or I wouldn"t be able to do it."
"Anthony," said the priest, "I have known you a long time, now forty years at least, and you need not be told that I"ve stood by some of your friends when they wanted it. When your daughter ran away with that M"Bride, I got him to marry her, a thing he was very unwilling to do; and which I believe, only for me, he would not have done. On that occasion you know I advanced twenty guineas to enable them to begin the world, and to keep the fellow with her; and I did this all for the best, and not without the hope either that you would see me reimbursed for what you ought, as her father, to have given them yourself. I spoke to you once or twice about it, but you lent me the deaf ear, as they call it, and from that day to this you never had either the manliness or the honesty to repay me."
"Ay," replied Corbet, with one of his usual grins, "you volunteered to be generous to a profligate, who drank it, and took to the army."
"Do you then volunteer to be generous to an honest man; I will neither drink It nor take to the army. If he took to the army, he didn"t do so without taking your daughter along with him. I spoke to Sir Edward Gourlay, who threatened to write to his colonel; and through the interference of the same humane gentleman I got permission for him to bring his wife along with him. These are circ.u.mstances that you ought not to forget, Anthony."
"I don"t forget them, but sure you"re always in somebody"s affairs; always goin" security for some of your poor parishioners; and then, when they"re not able to pay, down comes the responsibility upon you."
"I cannot see a poor honest man, struggling and industrious, at a loss for a friendly act. No; I never could stand it, so long as I had it in my power to a.s.sist him."
"And what"s wrong now, if it"s a fair question?"
"Two or three things; none of them very large, but amounting in all to about fifty guineas."
"Whew!--fifty guineas!"
"Ay, indeed; fifty guineas, which you will lend me on my own security."
"Fifty guineas to you? Don"t I know you? Why, if you had a thousand, let alone fifty, it"s among the poor o" the parish they"d be afore a week.
Faith, I know you too well Father Peter."
"You know me, man alive--yes, you do know me; and it is just because you do that I expect you will lend me the money. You wouldn"t wish to see my little things pulled about and auctioned; my laughy little library gone; nor would you wish to see me and poor Freney the Robber separated. Big Ruly desaved me, the thief; but I found him out at last. Money I know is a great temptation, and so is mate when trusted to a shark like him; but any way, may the Lord pardon the blackguard! and that"s the worst I wish him."
There are some situations in life where conscience is more awakened by comparison, or perhaps we should say by the force of contrast, than by all the power of reason, religion, or philosophy, put together, and advancing against it in their proudest pomp and formality. The childlike simplicity, for instance, of this good and benevolent man, earnest and eccentric as it was, occasioned reflections more painful and touching to the callous but timid heart of this old manoeuvrer than could whole homilies, or the most serious and lengthened exhortations.
"I am near death," thought he, as he looked upon the countenance of the priest, from which there now beamed an emanation of regret, not for his difficulties, for he had forgotten them, but for his knavish servant--so simple, so natural, so affecting, so benevolent, that Corbet was deeply struck by them. "I am near death," he proceeded, "and what would I not give to have within me a heart so pure and free from villany as that man. He has made me feel more by thinkin" of what goodness and piety can do, than I ever felt in my life; and now if he gets upon Freney the Robber, or lugs in that giant Ruly, he"ll forget debts, difficulties, and all for the time. Heavenly Father, that I had as happy a heart this day, and as free from sin!"
"Anthony," said the priest, "I must tell you about Freney--"
"No, sir, if you plaise," replied the other, "not now."
"Well, about poor Mat Ruly; do you know that I think by taking him back I might be able to reclaim him yet. The Lord has gifted him largely in one way, I admit; but still--"
"But still your bacon and greens would pay for it. I know it all, and who doesn"t? But about your own affairs?"
"In truth, they are in a bad state--the same bacon and greens--he has not left me much of either; he made clean work of them, at any rate, before he went."
"But about your affairs, I"m sayin"?"
"Why, they can"t be worse; I"m run to the last pa.s.s; and Freney now, the crature, when the saddle"s on him, comes to the mounting-stone of himself, and waits there till I"m ready. Then," he added, with a deep sigh, "to think of parting with him! And I must do it--I must;" and here the tears rose to his eyes so copiously that he was obliged to take out his cotton handkerchief and wipe them away.
The heart of the old miser was touched. He knew not why, it is true, but he felt that the view he got of one immortal spirit uncorrupted by the crimes and calculating hypocrisy of life, made the contemplation of his own state and condition, as well as of his future hopes, fearful.
"What would I not give," thought he, "to have a soul as free from sin and guilt, and to be as fit to face my G.o.d as that man? And yet they say it can be brought about. Well, wait--wait till I have my revenge on this black villain, and I"ll see what may be done. Ay, let what will happen, the shame and ruin of my child must be revenged. And yet, G.o.d help me, what am I sayin"? Would this good man say that? He that forgives every one and everything. Still, I"ll repent in the long run. Come, Father Peter," said he, "don"t be cast down; I"ll thry what I can for you; but then, again, if I do, what security can you give me?"
"Poor Freney the Robber--"
"Well, now, do you hear this!"
"--Was a name I gave him on account of--"
"Troth, I"ll put on my hat and lave you here, if you don"t spake out about what you came for. How much is it you say you want?"
The good man, who was startled out of his affection for Freney by the tone of Corbet"s voice more than by his words, now raised his head, and looked about him somewhat like a person restored to consciousness.
"Yes, Anthony," said he; "yes, man alive; there"s kindness in that."
"In what, sir?"
"In the very tones of your voice, I say. G.o.d has touched your heart, I hope. But oh, Anthony, if it were His blessed will to soften it--to teach it to feel true contrition and repentance, and to fill it with love for His divine will in all things, and for your fellow-creatures, too--how little would I think of my own miserable difficulties! Father of all mercy! if I could be sure that I had gained even but one soul to heaven, I would say that I had not been born and lived in vain!"
"He"ll never let me do it," thought Corbet, vexed, and still more softened by the piety, the charity, and the complete forgetfulness of self, which the priest"s conduct manifested. Yet was this change not brought about without difficulty, and those pitiful misgivings and calculations which a.s.sail and re-a.s.sail a heart that has been for a long time under the influence of the world and those base principles by which it is actuated. In fact, this close, nervous, and penurious old man felt, when about to perform this generous action, all that alarm and hesitation which a virtuous man would feel when on the eve of committing a crime. He was about to make an inroad upon his own system--going to change the settled habits of his whole life, and, for a moment, he entertained thoughts of altering his purpose. Then he began to think that this visit of the priest might have been a merciful and providential one; he next took a glimpse at futurity--reflected for a moment on his unprepared state, and then decided to a.s.sist the priest now, and consider the necessity for repentance as soon as he felt it convenient to do so afterwards.
How strange and deceptive, and how full of the subtlest delusions, are the workings of the human heart!
"And now, Anthony," proceeded the priest, "while I think of it, let me speak to you on another affair."
"I see, sir," replied Corbet, somewhat querulously, "that you"re determined to prevent me from sarvin" you. If my mind changes, I won"t do it; so stick to your own business first. I know very well what you"re goin" to spake about. How much do you want, you say?"
"Fifty guineas. I"m responsible for three bills to that amount. The bills are not for myself, but for three honest families that have been brought low by two of the worst enemies that ever Ireland had--bad landlords and bad times."
"Well, then, I"ll give you the money."
"G.o.d bless you, Anthony!" exclaimed the good man, "G.o.d bless you! and above all things may He enable you and all of us to prepare for the life that is before us."
Anthony paused a moment, and looked with a face of deep perplexity at the priest.