But she implored him so much that he consented to set out with her and walk all the way from Fannet to Dublin. It was not as easy as the fairy journey; but at last they rang the bell at the door of the house in Stephen’s Green.
“Tell my father that his daughter is here,” said she to the servant who opened the door.
he gentleman that lives here has no daughter, my girl. He had one, but she died better nor a year ago.”
“Do you not know me, Sullivan?”
“No, poor girl, I do not.”
“Let me see the gentleman. I only ask to see him.”
“Well, that’s not much to ax. We’ll see what can be done.”
In a few moments the lady’s father came to the door.
“How dare you call me your father?” cried the old gentleman angrily. “You are an impostor. I have no daughter.”