"But it's the disthress she'll be in," said the seneschal.
"And it's the deep grief o' the world that's upon her now," added the other.
"Och, but it will be bad news to be afther bringing back to her that sint us," pursued Ennis, with a howl.
"Widout iver having gone at all at all," said Jarvey, in a tone of grief.
"A cush-la-ma-chree, Jarvey, but it's find the lad we must!" cried Ennis, with sudden resolution.
"And it's the ould mither that's here, bliss her, 'll maybe till us where he may be jist at this present," added Jarvey, insinuatingly.
"Do you hesitate to obey me! Go back, even as you came. If she ask you where the lad is, tell her Elpsy has said, 'Lester has no lord!'"
"Och, hone! and will it be the world's thruth, Elpsy, hinney! It'll break the spirit of her, in her lone bosom."
"And what'll the castle do widout a lord! That I should live to see it!" wailed the seneschal.
"And must we go back to the Dark Lady wid dis heavy sorrow to the fore?" asked the forester.