If any wonder is felt at Mr. Jinks’ bravery, we may dispel it, probably, by explaining that Mr. O’Brallaghan had two or three months before been bound over in a large sum to keep the peace of the commonwealth against the inhabitants of the said commonwealth, and especially that portion of them who dwelt in the borough of Winchester; which fact Mr. Jinks was well acquainted with, and shaped his conduct by.  If there was anything which O’Brallaghan preferred to a personal encounter with fists or shillelahs, that object was money; and Mr. Jinks knew that O’Brallaghan would not touch him.

Therefore Mr. Jinks sent words of defiance and menace after the retreating individual, and said to the crowd, with dignified calmness: 

“My friends, I call you to bear witness that I have offered to give this—­this—­person,” said Mr. Jinks, “the amplest satisfaction in my power for the unfortunate conduct of my animal, which I have just purchased at a large sum, and have not exactly learned to manage yet.  We have not come to understand each other—­myself and Fodder—­just yet; and in passing with a young man whom I kindly permitted to mount behind me, the animal ran into the shop of this—­individual.  If he wants satisfaction!” continued Mr. Jinks, frowning, and laying his hand upon his sword, “he can have it, sir! yes, sir!  I am ready, sir!—­now and always, sir!”

These words were ostensibly addressed to Mr. O’Brallaghan, who was, in contempt of Mr. Jinks, busily engaged at his work again; but, in reality, the whole harangue of Mr. Jinks was intended for the ears of a person in the crowd, who, holding a hot “iron” in her hand, had run up, like the rest, when the occurrence first took place.

This person, who was of the opposite sex, and upon whom Mr. Jinks evidently desired to produce an impression, gazed at the cavalier with tender melancholy in her ruddy face, and especially regarded the legs of Mr. Jinks with unconcealed admiration.

It was Mistress O’Calligan, the handsome ruddy lady, whom we have met with once before, on that day when Mr. Jinks, remembering O’Brallaghan’s incapacity to fight, challenged that gentleman to mortal combat.

Between this lady and Mr. Jinks, on the present occasion, glances passed more than once; and when—­O’Brallaghan not appearing—­Mr. Jinks rode away from the shop of the dastard, in dignified disgust, he directed the steps of Fodder, cautiously and gently, around the corner, and stopped before the door of Mistress O’Calligan’s lodging.

The lamented O’Calligan was gone to that bourne which we all know of, and his widow now supported herself and the two round, dirty-faced young gentlemen who had choked themselves in their astonishment at Ralph, by taking in washing and ironing, to which she added, occasionally, the occupation and mystery of undergarment construction.

Thanks to these toils, Mistress O’Calligan, who was yet young and handsome, and strong and healthy, had amassed a very snug little sum of money, which she had invested in a garden, numerous pigs, chickens, and other things; and, in the neighborhood, this lady was regarded as one destined to thrive in the world; and eventually bring to the successor of the lamented O’Calligan, not only her fair self, and good-humored smile included, but also no contemptible portion of this world’s goods.