Peter’s first interview with him was not quite satisfactory on either side. The honest man was like a ship without her rudder, when transacting business in the absence of his wife. The fact was, that on seeing the high proposals which were sent in, he became alarmed lest, as he flattered himself, that the credit of the transaction should be all his own, the farm might go into the hands of another, and his character for cleverness suffer with Ellish. The landlord was somewhat astounded at the rent which a man who bore so high a name for prudence offered him. He knew it was considerably beyond what the land was worth, and he did not wish that any tenant coming upon his estate should have no other prospect than that of gradually receding into insolvency.
“I cannot give you any answer now,” said he to Peter; “but if you will call in a day or two I shall let you know my final determination.”
Peter, on coming home, rendered an account of his interview with the landlord to his wife, who no sooner heard of the extravagant proposal he made, than she raised her hands and eyes, exclaiming—
“Why, thin, Pether, alanna, was it beside yourself you wor, to go for to offer a rint that no one could honestly pay! Why, man alive, it ’ud lave us widout house or home in do time, all out! Sure Pettier, acushla, where ‘ud be the use of us or any one takin’ land, barrin’ they could make somethin’ by it? Faix, if the gintleman had sinse, he wouldn’t give the same farm to anybody at sich a rint; an’ for good rasons too—bekase they could never pay it, an’ himself ’ud be the sufferer in the long run.”


