Synopsis "Love of Brothers (in English)"
From the INTRODUCTORY. IT was a night of bright moonlight that made for pitchy shadows under wall or tree. Patsy Kenny was looking for the goat, she having broken her tether. He had been driven forth by his fierce old grandfather with threats of the most awful nature if he should return without the goat. The tears were not yet dry on Patsy's small face. He had kneaded them in with his knuckles, but the smears caused by the process were not visible in the moonlight, even if there had been any one to see them. It was not only the hardship of being driven out, when the meal of hot potatoes was on the table, to search for that "ould divil" of a goat, and his sense of the injustice which had put the blame of the goat's straying on to his narrow shoulders. The old, in Patsy's knowledge of them, were crabbed and unjust. That was something for the young to take in the day's work. It was Patsy's fears of the supernatural that kept him creeping along in the shadow of the hedge, now and again stopping to weep a little over his troubles, or to listen fearfully like a frightened hare, before going on again. Why, close to the road by which he must go to seek the goat there was the tomb in which Admiral Hercules O'Hart lay buried. People about Killesky did not take that road if they could help it. The tomb was a terror to all those who must take that road by night, and to their horses if they were riding or driving. It was well known that no horse would pass by the tomb without endeavoring to avoid it, and if forced or cajoled into accomplishing the passage, would emerge trembling and sweating. Some unimaginative person had suggested that the terror of the horses was due to the thunder of the invisible water-fall where the river tumbled over its weir, just below the Mount on which old Hercules had chosen to be buried. The horses knew better than that. Nothing natural, said the people, would make a horse behave in such a way. The dumb beast knew what it saw, and that was nothing good....
