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Book, page 200 / 300 Lord Colambre ran past the servant, as he spoke--made his way into the room--found his father, Sir Terence O'Fay, and Mr. Garraghty--leases open on the table before them; a candle lighted; Sir Terence sealing; Garraghty emptying a bag of guineas on the table, and Lord Clonbrony actually with a pen in his hand, ready to sign. As the door opened, Garraghty started back, so that half the contents of his bag rolled upon the floor. 'Stop, my dear father, I conjure you,' cried Lord Colambre, springing forward, and kneeling to his father; at the same moment snatching the pen from his hand. Colambre! God bless you, my dear boy! at all events. But how came you here?--And what do you mean?' said his father. 'Burn it!' cried Sir Terence, pinching the sealing-wax; 'for I burnt myself with the pleasure of the surprise.' Garraghty, without saying a word, was picking up the guineas that were scattered upon the floor. 'How fortunate I am,' cried Lord Colambre, 'to have arrived just in time to tell you, my dear father, before you put your signature to these papers, before you conclude this bargain, all I know, all I have seen, of that man!' 'Nick Garraghty, honest old Nick; do you know him, my lord?' said Sir Terence. 'Too well, sir.' 'Mr. Garraghty, what have you done to offend my son? I did not expect this,' said Lord Clonbrony. 'Upon my conscience, my lord, nothing to my knowledge,' said Mr. Garraghty, picking up the guineas; 'but showed him every civility, even so far as offering to accommodate him with cash without security; and where will you find the other agent, in
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