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the favourites of the good people who stand 

 a chance." 



" I hope you do not suppose that I believe 

 that nonsense of Pat's?" 



" Oh, no ; of course not ; hut I really have 

 no fancy to go slopping through the wet 

 grass and muddy roads for nothing. Come, 

 Captain, take a turn on the flags of Rose 

 Isle. Light your cigar, and come." 



" Well, here goes for the river !" said the 

 Squire, putting on his Macintosh as he went 

 down stairs ; while Pat took down his rod 

 and handed it to him out of the window ; 

 and the Scholar threw a shoe at him for 

 luck. 



" It will never do to fish this river to- 

 morrow," said the Captain, as they crossed 

 the little bridge that connects Rose Isle with 

 the main land ; " it is perfectly impossible 

 that the water should run clear so soon : 

 look how it comes over the little fall ; it is 

 a regular flood." 



" We must try Lough Melvin again," 

 said the Parson. 



a Why, the Squire will be having out 

 those confounded cross-lines," said the Cap- 

 tain, " and that is terrible slow work. If we 



