These words gave a little comfort to the poor woman , and her heart was lighter than before as she bade him farewell . When the Shifty Lad thought that the hour had nearly come for the sermon to be over , he hid himself in some bushes in a little path that led straight to his mother 's house , and , as she passed along , thinking of all the good things she had heard , a voice shouted close to her ear ` Robbery ! Robbery ! Robbery ! ' The suddenness of it made her jump . The naughty boy had managed to change his voice , so that she did not know it for his , and he had concealed himself so well that , though she peered about all round her , she could see no one . As soon as she had turned the corner the Shifty Lad came out , and by running very fast through the wood he contrived to reach home before his mother , who found him stretched out comfortably before the fire . ` Well , have you got any news to tell me ? ' asked he . ` No , nothing ; for I left the church at once , and did not stop to speak to anyone . ' ` Oh , then no one has mentioned a trade to you ? ' he said in tones of disappointment . ` Ye -- es , ' she replied slowly . ` At least , as I walked down the path a voice cried out `` Robbery ! Robbery ! Robbery ! '' but that was all . ' ` And quite enough too , ' answered the boy . ` What did I tell you ? That is going to be my trade . '
` Then your end will be hanging at the bridge of Dublin , ' XXXXX she .
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