There now was the proof of it; but
wait till you hear what's comin'. The men all ran up here and opened
the door, for there was only a latch upon it, and if the hare was in
existence, surely they'd find her now. Well, they closed the door at
wanst for fraid she'd escape them; but afther sarchin' to no purpose,
what do you think they found? No hare, at any rate, but ould Bet
Harramount pantin' in the straw there, and covered wid a rug, for she
hadn't time to get on the blanket--just as if the life was lavin'
her. The sweat, savin' your presence, was pourin' from her; and upon
examinin' her more closely, which they did, they found the marks of the
dog's teeth in one of her ould hips, which was freshly bleedin'. They
were now satisfied, I think, and--"
"But why did they not seize and carry her before a magistrate?"
"Aisy, Masther Harry; the white cat, all this time, was sittin' at the
fireside there, lookin' on very quietly, when the thought struck the men
that they'd set the dogs upon it, and so they did, or rather, so they
tried to do, but the minute the cat was pointed out to them, they
dropped their ears and tails, and made out o' the house, and all the
art o' man couldn't get them to come in again.
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