Then shift for yourselves; and the Lord have mercy on us all!" "Amen!" said the sailors, and returned to their duties.
It was a terrible night, and, to make matters worse, as black as pitch.
We should not even have the help of daylight for meeting our doom.
"Barry," said Tim, "I don't think we shall both perish.

If it's I, promise me you will fight for Ireland till she is free." "If you die, Tim, I don't care what I do.

I promise.

And if I die, promise me--" "Not to go near that girl ?" "No," said I, with a groan.
"What, then ?" "Search below the great hearth at Kilgorman, and do whatever the message you will find there bids you.

It is not my message, but our mother's." "I promise that.