[The Tithe-Proctor by William Carleton]@TWC D-Link bookThe Tithe-Proctor CHAPTER XIV 16/47
I was born with it--I was born with it.
Any news ?" "Why not much, sir.
That scoundrel, Buck English, has written to my father, notwithstanding all that happened, to know if he will consent to let Julia marry him.
He says in his letter that, although he may be put off with a refusal now, he will take good care that he shan't be unsuccessful the next time he asks her." "Does nobody, or can nobody find out how that scoundrel--" here the valorous magistrate's voice sank as if instinctively, and he gave a cautious glance about him at the same time, but seeing none but themselves, present he resumed his courage--"how that, rascal finds manes to cut the figure he-does ?" "I believe not," replied the other; "but for my part, I am often disposed to look upon the man as mad; yet still the puzzle is to think how he lives in such buck style--the vagabond.
He certainly is involved in some-mystery, for every one you meet or talk to is afraid of him." "No, not every one, Alick; come, come, my boy, every general rule has an exception; whisper--I could name you one who is not afraid of him"-- and this he said in a jocular tone--"I only wish," he added, raising his voice with more confidence, "that I could get my thumb upon him, I would--" He was here interrupted by a loud but mellow voice, which rang cheerfully with the following words:-- "I'm the rantin' Cannie Soogah." "Ha! the Jolly Pedlar! Throw open the window, Fergus, till we have a chat with him.
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