—Yerra, sure I wouldn't put any ideas into his head.I'm old enough to be his grandfather. And I am a grandfather, said the little old man to Stephen. Do you know that?
—Are you? asked Stephen.
—Bedad I am, said the little old man. I have two bouncing grandchildren out at Sunday's Well. Now,then! What age do you think I am? And I remember seeing your grandfather in his red coat riding out to hounds. That was before you were born.