But for all he said to her she wouldn't move
an inch. Then I told the doctor that maybe he'd better go himself, for
it could be that the gentleman was ill. 'It's hardly ever,' I said,
'that a man would ring a bell the way that one's being rung without
there'd be some kind of a sickness on him. It'll be a pound into your
pocket, doctor, and maybe more,' I said, 'if you get at him at once
before the pain leaves him.'"
"I should think O'Donoghue jumped at that," said Meldon.
"He did not then, but he sat there looking kind of frightened, the same
as Sabina did; like as if there might be something that the judge would
want to be blaming on him. At the latter end I had to go myself. It
was in his bedroom he was, and devil such a state ever you saw as he
had the place in. The sheets and the blankets was off the bed,
scattered here and there about the floor, and the pillow along with
them. It was like as if they'd been holding a meeting about the land,
and the police were after interfering with it, such a scatteration as
there was. I hadn't the door hardly opened before he was at me. 'You
detestable villain,' says he, 'what do you mean by asking me to sleep
in a bed like that? Isn't it enough for you to have me near poisoned
with paraffin oil without--' 'If there's hell raised on the bed,' said
I, 'and I don't deny but there is, it's yourself riz it.
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