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was suggested that lie should see Parnell and " stiffen his back," and make him face the Government. I asked this " suspect," when we were alone, what he would say to Parnell. He answered : " I don't know. I suppose he will talk me over in half-an-hour."
' When it became known that a convention would be held in September to discuss the Land Act these malcontents came together to consider wThat message they would send to the assembly. I remember they met in an iron shed in the recreation yard. One of them began the proceedings by taking a box of matches out of his pocket and saying, " Here is the message I will send to the convention—a box of matches to burn the Land Act." This kind of thing was always going on, and Parnell's " moderation " was a constant theme of conversation. One morning there was unusual bustle in the jail. A warder came to my room. I said : "Anything extraordinary going on. Is the Lord Lieutenant coming to see us?" He grinned and answered : " Mr. Parnell has come. He is in the cell below." My first feeling was to laugh outright. Here was the man whom the malcontents in Kilmainharn condemned for his moderation, and now the Government had laid him by the heels like the rest of us. I sent a message to the Deputy Governor to ask for permission to see Parnell. He consented at once. I went downstairs and found Parnell in a cell 12 feet by 6, sitting in a chair. " Oh, Mr. Parnell !" I said, "have they sent you here too? What have you done?" "Forster thought," he answered, "that I meant to prevent the working of the Land Act, so he sent me here to keep me out of the way. I don't know that he will gain anything by this move."
' The room looked miserable, and I thought I