“Rubbish!” he answered. "Och! he's a broth of a boy!" "Why, I thought he'd broken your head, Terry?" "Phooh! that's nothing? A piece o' plaster'll set all to rights; and Terry O'Flaherty's not the boy to care for the stroke of a supple-jack. I don’t care! I’m glad I did. “What made you think” he said, abruptly, with the gleam of avidity in his face, “that love makes people happy?” “I know it must. All through that brief but measureless space of time during which wonder kept him silent, as fear did her, she cowered there, a limp helpless object. “Your father is dead too, I believe,” he continued, “and your mother. .
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