"He just had his skin raised," said Edith.
"And Captain Clayton got terribly mauled in the crowd. But he wouldn't fire a pistol at any of them. He brought some ringleader away prisoner,—he and two policemen. But they got all the cattle, and the tenants had to buy them back and pay their rent. When we try to seize cattle at Ballintubber they are always driven away to County Mayo. I do think that Captain Clayton is a real hero."
"Of course he is, my dear; that's given up to him long ago,—and to you."
In the afternoon they went home by boat, and Frank made himself disagreeable by croaking. "Upon my word," he said, "I think that this is hardly a fit time for giving balls."
"Ginger should not be hot in the mouth," said Edith.
"You may put it in what language you like, but that is about what I mean. The people who go to the balls cannot in truth afford it."
"That's the officers' look out."
"And they are here on a very sad occasion. Everything is going to ruin in the country."
"I won't be put down by Pat Carroll," said Edith. "He shall not be able to boast to himself that he has changed the natural course of my life."
"He has changed it altogether."