“Granuaile is the Queen of Beauty.”
“And of valour, and of purity, and of goodness. All her lovers are coming along the road.”
“Is Parnell there?”
“Of course, he’s there. And he with a look of melancholy on him that would melt a stone to tears.”
“’Twas Granuaile broke his heart.”
“Granuaile would break any one’s heart.”
“Poor Parnell hated England.”
“But he loved Ireland! And never forgot her wherever he travelled.”
“The Irish are the great travellers, and it would seem indeed that the world itself is too small for them. Who else do you see?”
“I see St. Patrick himself, and all the holy bishops, and they looking as respectable, and as contented and as prosperous as ever.”