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Book, page 191 / 300 'Write them; and may all the world read it, and welcome!' His mother and wife stopped his mouth by force. 'Write you, Dennis,' said Mr. Garraghty, giving the pen to his brother; for his hand shook so he could not form a letter. 'Write the very words, and at the top' (pointing) after warning, WITH MALICE PREPENSE.' 'Write, then--mother, Grace--let me,' cried Brian, speaking in a smothered voice, as their hands were over his mouth. 'Write then, that, if you'd either of you a character like my mother, you might defy the world; and your word would be as good as your oath.' 'OATH! mind that, Dennis,' said Mr. Garraghty. 'Oh, sir! sir! won't you stop him?' cried Grace, turning suddenly to Lord Colambre. 'Oh dear, dear, if you haven't lost your feeling for us,' cried the widow. 'Let him speak,' said Lord Colambre, in a tone of authority; 'let the voice of truth be heard.' 'TRUTH!' cried St. Dennis, and dropped the pen. 'And who the devil are you, sir?' said old Nick. 'Lord Colambre, I protest! ' exclaimed a female voice; and Mrs. Raffarty at this instant appeared at the open door. 'Lord Colambre!' repeated all present, in different tones. 'My lord, I beg pardon;' continued Mrs. Raffarty, advancing as if her legs were tied; 'had I known you was down here, I would not have presumed. I'd better retire; for I see you're busy.' 'You'd best; for you're mad, sister,' said St. Dennis, pushing
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