MR. QUIRKE. I was not in it—I was but in the neighboring field—cutting up a dead cow, that those never had a hand in——
MRS. DELANE. You're out of it——
MR. QUIRKE. They had their faces blackened. There is no man can say I recognized them.
MRS. DELANE. That's not what they're saying——
MR. QUIRKE. I'll swear I did not hear their voices or know them if I did hear them.
MRS. DELANE. I tell you it has nothing to do with that. It might be better for you if it had.
MR. QUIRKE. What is it, so?
MRS. DELANE. It is an order to the sergeant, bidding him immediately to seize all suspicious meat in your house. There is an officer coming down. There are complaints from the Shannon Fort Barracks.
MR. QUIRKE. I'll engage it was that pork.
MRS. DELANE. What ailed it for them to find fault?