"Where's Aughacashel?"
"It's a mountain behind Drumshambo."
"And did he tell you why he was going to Aughacashel?"
"That he mightn't be tuk, I s'pose."
"I don't want your supposition. Did the prisoner tell you why he was going to Aughacashel?"
"There war some of the tinants there, I b'lieve, and he thought he'd be safe may be."
"Did the prisoner tell you that he was going to Aughacashel because he thought he'd be safe there?"
"I'll tell you how it war thin. We were jist talking together about what he'd betther be doing, which was nathural, and he with the dead body there, he'd been jist afther killing. Wid that, says he, 'Pat,' says he, 'where's the stills mostly at work now?' 'Faith,' says I, 'I don't exactly be knowing;' for, yer honour, I niver turned a penny that way myself—'but,' says I, 'sich a one'll tell you,' and I mintioned one of the tinants; 'and where's he?' said the masther; 'why I heard tell,' says I, 'that he's in Aughacashel, but av you'll go down to Drumleesh, you'll find out,' and wid that he went down the road to Drumleesh, and I druv the body off to Carrick."
"That'll do," said Mr. Allewinde. "I've done with this witness, my lord."