A NATIONAL TALE. BY LADY MORGAN, " (LATE MISS OWENSON) AUTHOR OF THE WILD IRISH GIRL; NOVICE OF ST. DOMINICK, &c. Art thou a gentleman? What is thy name? Discuss! SHAKESPEARE. IN THREE VOLUMES. VOL, II. LONDON: PRINTED FOR HENRY COLBURN, PUBLIC LIBRARY, CONDUIT-STREET, HANOVER-SQUARE, 1814. Co O'DONNEL. CHAPTER I. WHEN the cloth was removed, and Mc. Rory had placed the table near the fire, and the chairs round it, he still seemed to linger with an obvious anxiety in the room: it was evident, by his efforts, that he was solicitous to excuse his master's absence, and apparent neglect of those hospitable rites, which, in the estimation of this genuine Irishman, were the first of virtues. Lady Singleton, who always suspected something, even where there was least grounds for suspicion, merely to shew her superior acuteness and penetration, now observed in French, to her party, that the sudden retreat of the master, and the lingering of the servant, were odd circumstances, that the whole had une mauvaise mine, and that she wished they were safe out of the horrible mountains, where none but a man of desperate fortunes would reside." She did not like," she added, "the air of the place altogether," and observed, that the immense sword or sabre over the chimney-piece was a singular piece of furniture in any place but the retreat of a captain of a band of "White Boys," or some such outlawed desperado. As she spoke, she directed her eyes to the sword; and Mr. Glentworth, laughing at the folly of her suspicion, said aloud, that "he supposed the sword was some family relic." "Is it the sword, your Honor??? said Mc. Rory, whose eyes were fixed |