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Book, page 221 / 300 'There! did not I tell you how it would be?' cried Lord Clonbrony. 'My mother has not heard me, yet,' said Lord Colambre, laying his hand upon his mother's arm, as she attempted to pass; 'hear me, madam, for your own sake. You do not know what will happen, this very day--this very hour, perhaps --if you do not listen to me.' 'And what will happen?' said Lady Clonbrony, stopping short. 'Ay, indeed; she little knows,' said Lord Clonbrony, 'what's hanging over her head.' 'Hanging over my head?' said Lady Clonbrony, looking up; 'nonsense! what?' An execution, madam!' said Lord Colambre. 'Gracious me! an execution!' said Lady Clonbrony, sitting down again; 'but I heard you talk of an execution months ago, my lord, before my son went to Ireland, and it blew over I heard no more of it.' 'If won't blow over now,' said Lord Clonbrony; 'you'll hear more of it now. Sir Terence O'Fay it was, you may remember, that settled it then.' 'Well, and can't he settle it now? Send for him, since he understands these cases; and I will ask him to dinner myself, for your sake, and be very civil to him, my lord.' 'All your civility, either for my sake or your own, will not signify a straw, my dear, in this case--anything that poor Terry could do, he'd do, and welcome, without it; but he can do nothing.' 'Nothing!--that's very extraordinary. But I'm clear no one dare to bring a real execution against us in earnest; and you are only trying to frighten me to your purpose, like a child; but it
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