"Well," said Meldon, "I'll have to leave the boiled eggs to you, Sabina, but I'll be disappointed in you if the judge eats them. Do you think now that you thoroughly understand what you've got to do?"
"I do. Why wouldn't I?"
"Then I'll say good-bye to you. I'm much obliged to you for the cup of tea. And remember, Sabina, this isn't any kind of a joke. It's serious business, and I mean every word I say. It's most important that the judge should leave Ballymoy as soon as possible."
"Is it persecuting the League boys he's after?" said Sabina. "For there's a cousin of my own that's in with them, and—"
"Brother of the red-haired girl at Mr. Simpkins?"
"He is; and I wouldn't like any harm would come to him."
"You act as I have told you, and no harm will come to him. But if the judge stays on here it's impossible to say what may happen. You know what judges are, Sabina."
"I've heard tell of them, and it's mighty little good is ever said of them or their like."
"Quite so," said Meldon. "So you do your best to get this one out of Ballymoy."