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Valentine M’Clutchy, The Irish Agent

CHAPTER XVI
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As for us, we will fight them with other weapons besides pistols and firearms.' "'D---- my honor,' said, Phil, 'if I'd stoop to fight any Papist.

Aren't they all rebels?
And what gentleman would fight a rebel ?' "'Honor!' exclaimed Hartley; 'don't profane that sacred word--I can have no more patience with such a craven-hearted rascal, who could stoop to such base revenge against the unsullied reputation of a virtuous and admirable girl, because she spurned your scoundrelly addresses.' "'He never paid his addresses to her,' said Val;--'never.' "'No I didn't,'said Phil.

'At any rate I never had any notion of marrying her.' "'You are a dastardly liar, sir,' responded Hartley.

'You know you had.
How can your father and you look each other in the face, when you say so ?' "'Go on,' said Phil, 'you're a fire-eater: so you may say what you like.' "'Didn't your father, in your name, propose for her upon some former occasion, in the fair of Castle Cumber, and he remembers the answer he got.' "'Go on,' said Phil, 'you're a fire-eater; that's all I have to say to you.' "'And now, having ruined her reputation by a base and cowardly plot concocted with a wicked old woman, who would blast the whole family if she could, because M'Loughlin transported her felon son; you, now, like a paltry clown as you are, skulk out of the consequences of your treachery, and refuse to give satisfaction for the diabolical injury you have inflicted on the whole family.' "'Go on,' said Phil, 'you're a fire-eater.' "'You forget,' said Val, 'that I am a magistrate, and what the consequences may be to yourself for carrying a hostile message.' "'Ah,' said Hartley, 'you are a magistrate, and shame on the government that can stoop to the degradation of raising such rascals as you are to become dispensers of justice; it is you and the like of you, that are a curse to the country.

As for you, Phil M'Clutchy, I now know, and always suspected, the stuff you are made of.


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