On hearing this, they were all mute with astonishment.
"In the name of heaven how, John?" they inquired with one voice.
[Ill.u.s.tration: PAGE 110-- He made a stab at my neck]
"A red-haired man came to my aunt"s," he continued, "early this mornin", an" said if I wanted to hear something for my good, I would follow him.
I did so, an" I observed that he eyed me closely as we went along. We took the way that turns up the Quarry, an" afther gettin" into one of the little fir groves off the road, he made a stab at my neck, as I stooped to tie my shoe that happened to be loose. As G.o.d would have it, he only tore the skin above my forehead. I pursued the villain on the spot, but he disappeared among the trees, as if the earth had swallowed him. I then went into Darby Kavanagh"s, where I got my breakfast; an"
as I was afraid that you might by pure force prevent me from meetin" the black, I didn"t stir out of it till the proper time came."
This startling incident occasioned much discussion among his friends, who of course were ignorant alike of the person who had attempted his a.s.sa.s.sination, and of the motives which could have impelled him to such a crime. Several opinions were advanced upon the circ.u.mstance, but as it had failed, his triumph over the Dead Boxer, as unexpected as it was complete, soon superseded it, and many a health was given "to the best man that ever sprung from the blood of the Lamh Laudhers!" for so they termed him, and well had he earned the epithet. At this moment an incident occurred which considerably subdued their enjoyment. Breen, the constable, came to inform them that Nell McCollum, now weltering in her blood, and at the point of death, desired instantly to see them.
Our readers have been, no doubt, somewhat surprised at the sudden disappearance of Nell. This artful and vindictive woman had, as we have stated, been closely dogged through all her turnings and windings, by the emissaries of Mr. Brookleigh. For this haunt where she was in the habit of meeting her private friends. The preparations, however, for the approaching fight, and the tumult it excited in the town, afforded her an opportunity of giving her spies the slip. She went, on the evening before the battle, to a small dark cabin in one of the most densely inhabited parts of the town, where, secure in their privacy, she found Nanse M"Collum, who had never left the town since the night of the robbery, together with the man called Rody, and another hardened ruffian with red hair.
"_Dher ma chuirp_," said she, without even a word of precious salutation, "but I"ll,lay my life that Lamh Laudher bates the black. In that case he"d be higher up wid the town than ever. He knocked him down last night."
"Well," said Rody, "an" what if he does? I would feel rather satisfied at that circ.u.mstance. I served the black dog for five years, and a more infernal tyrant never existed, nor a milder or more amiable woman than his wife. Now that you have his money, the sooner the devil gets himself the better."
"To the black _diouol_ wid yourself an" your Englified _gosther_,"
returned Nell indignantly; "his wife! _d.a.m.no" orth_, don"t make my blood boil by speaking a word in her favor. If Lamh Laudher comes off best, all I"ve struv for is knocked on the head. _Dher Chiernah_, I"ll crush the sowl of his father or I"ll not die happy."
"Nell, you"re bittherer than soot, and blacker too," observed Rody.
"Am I?" said Nell, "an" is it from the good crathur that was ready, the other night, to murdher the mild innocent woman that he spakes so well of, that we hear sich discoorse?"
"You"re mistaken there, Nelly," replied Body; "I had no intention of taking away her life, although I believe my worthy comrade here in the red hair, that I helped out of a certain gaol once upon a time, had no scruples."
"No, curse the scruple!" said the other.
"I was in the act of covering her eyes and mouth to prevent her from either knowing her old servant or making a noise,--but d---- it, I was bent to save her life that night, rather than take it," said Rody.
"I know this friend of yours, Rody, but a short time," observed Nell; "but if he hasn"t more s.p.u.n.k in him than yourself, he"s not worth his feedin"."
"Show me," said the miscreant, "what s to be done, life or purse--an"
here"s your sort for both."
"Come, then," said Nell, "by the night above us, we"ll thry your mettle."
"Never heed her," observed Nanse; "aunt, you"re too wicked an"
revengeful."
"Am I?" said the aunt. "I tuck an oath many a year ago, that I"d never die till I"d put sharp sorrow into Lamh Laudher"s sowl. I punished him through his daughter, I"ll now grind the heart in him through his son."
"An" what do you want to be done inquired the red man.
"Come here, an" I"ll tell you that," said Nell.
A short conversation took place between them, behind a little part.i.tion which divided the kitchen from two small sleeping rooms, containing a single bed each.
"Now," said Nell, addressing the whole party, "let us all be ready to-morrow, while the whole town"s preparin" for the fight, to slip away as well disguised as we can, out of the place; by that time you"ll have your business done, an" your trifle o" money earned;" she directed the last words to the red-haired stranger.
"You keep me out of this secret?" observed Body.
"It"s not worth knowin"," said Nell; "I was only thryin" you, Rody. It"s nothing bad. I"m not so cruel as you think. I wouldn"t take the wide world an" shed blood wid my own hands. I tried it once on Lamh Laudher More, an" when I thought I killed him h.e.l.l came into me. No; that I may go _below_ if I would!"
"But you would get others to do it, if you could," said Rody.
"I need get n.o.body to do it for me," said the crone. "I could wither any man, woman, or child, off o" the earth, wid one charm, if I wished."
"Why don"t you wither young Lamh Laudher then?" said Rody.
"If they fight to-morrow," replied Nell; "mind I say if they do--an" I now tell you they won"t--but I say if they do--you"ll see he"ll go home in the coffin that"s made for him--an" I know how that"ll happen. Now at eleven we"ll meet here if we can to-morrow."
The two men then slunk out, and with great caution proceeded towards different directions of the town, for Nell had recommended them to keep as much asunder as possible, least their grouping together might expose them to notice. Their place of rendezvous was only resorted to on urgent and necessary occasions.
The next morning, a little after the appointed hour, Nell, Rody, and Nanse McCollum, were sitting in deliberation upon their future plans of life, when he of the red hair entered the cabin.
"Well," said Nell starting up--"what was done? show me?"
The man produced a dagger slightly stained with blood.
"_d.a.m.no orrum!_" exclaimed the aged fury, "but you"ve failed--an" all"s lost if he beats the black."
"I did fail," said the miscreant. "Why, woman if that powerful active fellow had got me in his hands, I"d have tasted the full length of the dagger myself. The d----l"s narrow escape I had."
"The curse of heaven light on you, for a cowardly dog!" exclaimed Nell, grinding her teeth with disappointment. "You"re a faint-hearted villain.
Give me the dagger."
"Give me the money," said the man.
"For what? no, consumin" to the penny; you didn"t earn it."
"I did," said the fellow, "or at all evints attempted it. Ay, an" I must have it before I lave this house, an" what is more, you must lug out my share of the black"s prog."
"You"ll get nothing of that," said Rody; "it was Nell here, not you, who took it."
"One hundred of it on the nail, this minnit," said the man, "or I bid you farewell, an" then look to yourselves."
"It"s not mine," said Rody; "if Nell shares it, I have no objection."
"I"d give the villain the price of a rope first," she replied.
"Then I am off," said the fellow, "an" you"ll curse your conduct."
Nell flew between him and the door, and in his struggle to get out, she grasped at the dagger, but failed in securing it. Rody advanced to separate them, as did Nanse, but the fellow by a strong effort attempted to free himself. The three were now upon him, and would have easily succeeded in preventing his escape had it not occurred to him that by one blow he might secure the whole sum. This was instantly directed at Rody, by a back thrust, for he stood behind him. By the rapid change of their positions, however, the breast of Nell M"Collum received the stab that was designed for another.
A short violent shriek followed, as she staggered back and fell.
"Staunch the blood," she exclaimed, "staunch the blood, an" there may be a chance of life yet."