Now, if it suits you, you can go up to them at Ardkill and tell them your story.

She is waiting to receive her lover.
You can go to her, and stab her to the heart at once.

Go, sir! Unless you can change all this and alter your heart even as you hear my words, you are unfit to find shelter beneath my roof." Having so spoken, waiting to see the effect of his indignation, the priest went out, and got upon his horse, and went away upon his journey.
The young lord knew that he had been insulted, was aware that words had been said to him so severe that one man, in his rank of life, rarely utters them to another; and he had stood the while with his face turned to the wall speechless and sobbing! The priest had gone, telling him to leave the house because his presence disgraced it; and he had made no answer.

Yet he was the Earl of Scroope,--the thirteenth Earl of Scroope,--a man in his own country full of honours.

Why had he come there to be called a villain?
And why was the world so hard upon him that on hearing himself so called he could only weep like a girl?
Had he done worse than other men?
Was he not willing to make any retribution for his fault,--except by doing that which he had been taught to think would be a greater fault?
As he left the house he tried to harden his heart against Kate O'Hara.