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@@@@@"Leave me be, Rosaleen," Colum said wearily "My cousin and myself are mourning the death of Ireland's hopes""tzpatrick put her hands on her hips"And what about e hopes of your other cousin, then, Colum O 'hara? Will you drown yourself in another bottle when Scarlett is mourning the death f her darling babe? Will you sorrow with her when your godchild dead? Because I tell you, Colum, the child is in mortal danger Rosaleen fell on her knees before hischairFor the love of Christ and His Blessed Mother, Colum, you've got do something! I've tried every way I know how, but the people on't listen to me Mayhap it's even too late for them to listen to you, but you've got to make the tryYou cannot hide away from the world like this The people feel your desertion, and so does your cousin Scarlett "Katie Colum O'hara," mumbled Colum"Her blood will be on your hands," said Rosaleen with cold clarityColum made a leisurely round of visits to every house, cottage, and bar in Ballyhara and Adamstown the following day and nightThe first visit was to Scarlett's office, where he found her studying the estate ledgers Her frown smoothed out when she saw him at the door, reappeared when he suggested she give a party to welcome her cousin Stephen back to IrelandShe capitulated at last, as he'd known she would, and then Colum was able to use the invitation to the party as his reason for all the other visitshe listened keenly for indications that Rosaleen's warning had a basis, but he heard nothing, to his great reliefAfter Sunday Mass, all the villagers and O'Naras from all County Meath came to Ballyhara to welcome Stephen home and to hear about America There were long trestle tables on the lawn with steaming platters of boiled salt beef and cabbage, baskets piled with hot boiled potatoes, and foamy pitchers of porterThe French doors were open to the drawing room with its ceiling of Irish heroes, as invitation into the Big house for any who cared to enterIt was almost a good partyScarlett consoled herself afterwards with the thought that she'd done her best, and she'd had a long time with Kathleen- you so, Kathleen," she'd told her cousin"Nothing's the same you leftThe ford might be under ten feet of water for all the it does me, I can't stand to go to Pegeen's house "And if things always stayed the same, Scarlett, what would the reason for bothering to draw breath?" Kathleen repl