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"God save all here," said the man as he entered.
Room was made for him at the fire. He no sooner came near it and tasted the heat than a cloud of steam arose from him.
"Man! but ye're wet," said Mrs. Kelligan. "One'd think ye'd been in the lake beyant!"
"So I have," he answered, "worse luck! I rid all the way from Galway this blessed day to be here in time, but the mare slipped coming down Curragh Hill and threw me over the bank into the lake. I wor in the wather nigh three hours before I could get out, for I was foreninst the Curragh Rock an' only got a foothold in a chink, an' had to hold on wid me one arm for I fear the other is broke."
"Dear! dear! dear!" interrupted the woman. "Sthrip yer coat off, acushla, an' let us see if we can do anythin'."
He shook his head, as he answered:—
"Not now, there's not a minute to spare. I must get up the Hill at once. I should have been there be six
