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"Why, king," says Darby, putting on a mournful face,"how have I offended ye?"
"No offense at all," says the king, "only we're depriv-ing you."
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"No depravity in life!" says Darby. "I have lashinsand lavings to ate and to drink, and nothing but fun an'
divarsion all day long. Out in the world it was nothingbut work and throuble and sickness, disappointment
andcare."
"But Bridget and the childher?" says the king, givinghim a sharp look out of half-shut eyes.
"Oh, as for that, king," says Darby, "it's aisier for awidow to get a husband, or for orphans to find a
father,than it is for them to pick up a sovereign a day."
The king looked mighty satisfied and smoked for awhile without a word.
"Would you mind going out an evenin' now and then,helpin' the boys to mind the cows?" he asked at
last.
Darby feared to thrust himself outside in theircompany.
"Well, I'll tell ye how it is," replied my brave Darby."Some of the neighbors might see me, and spread the
report on me that I'm with the fairies, and that'd disgraceBridget and the childher," he says.
The king knocked the ashes from his pipe. "You're awise man besides being the hoight of good
company,"says he, "and it's sorry I am you didn't take me at myword; for then we would have you
always, at laste tillthe Day of Judgment, when but that's nayther here nor there! Howsomever, we'll
bother you about it no more."
From that day they thrated him as one of their own.
It was one day five months after that Maureen pluckedDarby by the coat and led him off to a lonely
spot.
"I've got the word," she says.
"Have you, faith! What is it?" says Darby, all of athremble.
Then she whispered a word so blasphemous, so irreli-gious, that Darby blessed himself. When Maureen
sawhim making the sign, she fell down in a fit, the holyemblem hurt her so, poor child.
Three hours after this me bould Darby was sitting athis own fireside talking to Bridget and the childher.
The neighbors were hurrying to him, down every road and through every field, carrying armfuls of holly
bushes, ashe had sent word for them to do. He knew well he'dhave fierce and savage visitors before
morning.
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After they had come with the holly, he had them make a circle of it so thick around the house that a fly
couldn't walk through without touching a twig or a leaf. But thatwas not all.
You'll know what a wise girl and what a crafty girlthat Maureen was when you hear what the neighbors
didnext. They made a second ring of holly outside the first,so that the house sat in two great wreaths, one
wreatharound the other. The outside ring was much the bigger, and left a good space between it and the
first, with roomfor ever so many people to stand there. It was like theinner ring, except for a little gate,
left open as thoughby accident, where the fairies could walk in.
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But it wasn't an accident at all, only the wise plan ofMaureen's; for nearby this little gap, in the outside
wreath, lay a sprig of holly with a bit of twine tied to it.Then the twine ran along up to Darby's house, and
inthrough the window, where its end lay convaynient to hishand. A little pull on the twine would drag the
straypiece of holly into the gap, and close tight the outsidering.
It was a trap, you see. When the fairies walked inthrough the gap, the twine was to be pulled, and so
theywere to be made prisoners between the two rings of holly. They couldn't get into Darby's house,
because thecircle of holly nearest the house was so tight that a fly couldn't get through without touching
the blessed tree orits wood. Likewise, when the gap in the outer wreath was closed, they couldn't get out
again. Well, anyway,these things were hardly finished and fixed, when thedusky brown of the hills warned
the neighbors of twilight,and they scurried like frightened rabbits to their homes.
Only one amongst them all had courage to sit insideDarby's house waiting the dreadful visitors, and that
onewas Bob Broderick. What vengeance was in storecouldn't be guessed at all, at all, only it was sure
that it was to be more terrible than any yet wreaked on mortalman.
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