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Rh one or two others are the only ghosts I ’ssociate with, so we’ll just step out, an’ do you go in yerself an’ tell the banshee we’re waitin’. Rayturn with her, Shaun, for ye must take Darby back.”

With that the two hayroes dayscinded from the coach, an’ glad enough was Darby to put his brogues safe an’ sound on the road agin.

All at once the side of the mountain ferninst them opened with a great crash, an’ Shaun, with the coach an’ horses, disaypeared in a rush, an’ were swolleyd up be the mountain, which closed afther thim. Darby was blinkin’ an’ shiverin’ beside the King, when sudden, an’ without a sound, the banshee stood before them.

She was all in white, an’ her yallow hair sthrealed to the ground. The weight an’ sorrow of ages were on her pale face.

“Is that you, Brian Connors?” she says. “An’ is that one with you the man who grabbled me?”

“Your most obadient,” says the King, bowin’ low; “it was a accident,” says he.

“Well, accident or no accident,” she says, savare, “’tis the foine lot of throuble he’s caused me, an’ ’tis the illigant lot of throuble he’d a had this night if Rh