'Here they are, here they are!' echoed every one.
All eyes were now directed down the avenue, and, to my horror, I perceived a large party of soldiers, in full march towards the house.
'We shall have a bloody battle of it,' whispered Jerry. 'But never fear, my lady, we will fight to the last gasp. Hollo, lads, here is a battle for you!'
At that magic word, all the Irishmen clubbed their sticks, and ran forward.
'We must surrender,' said I. 'Never could I bear the dreadful contest.'
'By the mother that bore me,' cried Jerry, 'I will defend the house in spite of you!'
'Then I will walk out of it,' said I.
'Well, surrender away!' cried Jerry, 'and may all the—— Oh! murder, murder, to give up your own house without a bit of a battle!'
By this time the soldiers had arrived, and the magistrate who was at their head, advanced, and desired me to have the door opened instantly.
'Provided you pledge yourself that none of my brave fellows shall be punished,' answered I.