Old Folliard and I will hang him, if there was not another man to be hanged in the three kingdoms." At this moment a servant came in and said, "Sir Robert, there is a woman her who wishes to have some private conversation with you." "What kind of a woman is she ?" asked the baronet.
"Faith, your honor, a sturdy and strapping wench, somewhat rough, in the face, but of great proportions." Now it so happened that Mr.Drum had been sitting at the window during this brief conversation, and at once recognized, under the disguise of a woman, the celebrated informer, the Rev.Mr.Hennessy, a wretch whose criminal course of life, as we said before, was so gross and reprobate that his pious bishop deemed it his duty to suspend him from all clerical functions.
"Sir Robert," said Drum, "I must go up to my room and shave.

My presence, I apprehend, won't be necessary where there is a lady in question." "Very well," replied the baronet; "I know not what her business may be; but I shall be glad to speak with you after she shall have gone." It was very well that Hennessy did not see Drum, whom he would at once have recognized; but, at all events, the interview between the reprobate priest and the baronet lasted for at least an hour.
After the Rev.Miss Hennessy had taken her departure, Mr.Drum was sent for by the baronet, whom he still found in the breakfast parlor.
"Drum," said he, "you have now an opportunity of essentially serving not only me, but the Government of the country.

This lady turns out to be a Popish priest in disguise, and I have taken him into my confidence as a guide and auxiliary.

Now you have given me proofs of personal attachment, which is certainly more than he has done as yet.

I have heard of his character as an immoral priest; and the man who could be false to his own creed is not a man to be relied upon.