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She hadn't known he'd earned that been acclaimed by his peers as having honor so uncompromising it couldn't be questioned. So much for the lady Arden's and her own hope of some clemency, Dana thought. Yet Arden must have known the Alanna was entitled to honor-black . . . Urged forward by one of her guards, Dana approached the Bench and, before she could be prompted, knelt.
Sure, he was rakin Parnell out iv his grave, the mane-spirited scut, that cringed and grinned whin Parnell was alive. Sure, 'twas Gladstone broke up the party wid his morality. 'Ah, says he, 'I couldn't associate wid such a person, alanna! An' he wouldn't let it be a Parlimint at all it must be a leg-is-la-ture, by the hokey, it must, no less.
"Grace was, darlin'." "And we're to have the fancy-work! You'll help us, won't you, mother? Goody I'm in that!" exulted Teresa. "I'm in that, too!" echoed Alanna, quickly. "A lot you are, you baby!" said Leo, unkindly. "You're not a Child of Mary, Alanna," Teresa said promptly and uneasily. "Well WELL I can help!" protested Alanna, putting up her lip. Can't I, mother? "CAN'T I, mother?"
"Oh, I don't think you ought, do you, Dad?" said Teresa, gravely. "Do you think she ought, Mommie? That's just like her pouring her holy water over the kitten. You oughtn't to do those things." "I ought to," said Alanna, in a whisper that reached only her father's ear. "You suit me, whatever you do," said Mayor Costello; "and Mrs. Church can take her chances with the rest of us." Mrs.
You'll have the fun of looking up the winning number in your book, and calling it out, in the hall." "Would I, Dad?" said Alanna, softly, but with dawning interest. "And then, from the pulpit, when the returns are all in," contributed Dan, warmly, "Father Crowley will read out your name, With Mrs.
Ye'd hear me bawlin' up at the crass roads. Sure I thought it was killed I was! My ancistor couldn't have shouted louder when he had the Earl Strongbow's spear stuck in him. Will I tell ye about that, alanna, to pass the time till herself comes in?" Roseen shook her head discontentedly. "I know that story," she said. "I wisht ye'd tell me about the Spider an' the Gout though, Misther Clancy.
Then on Saturday, the last afternoon, quite late, when her mother had suggested that she go home with Leo and Jack and Frank and Gertrude and the nurses, Alanna felt the cord hanging loose against her hand, and looking down, saw that the book was gone. She was holding out her arms for her coat when this took place, and she went cold all over.
"Yis, yis," said Eliza, impatiently, opening a door. "Come here, alanna," said the voice, with mock fondness. The door was then closed, and Marian could hear the murmur of the conversation which followed. It was still proceeding when Mrs. Myers came in. "I didnt ought to have left you to find your way up here alone, Mrs.
She gave me a rag when I cut me knee, and one day she lifted the cup down for me when Mary Deane stuck it up on a high nail, so that none of us could get drinks, and when Sister Rose said, 'Who is talking? she said Alanna Costello wasn't 'cause she's sitting here as quiet as a mouse!" "All that sounds very kind and friendly to me," said Mrs. Costello, soothingly.
"What do you see, Aunt Win?" asked Dan one evening as after a tough pull up the Hill of Knowledge, he bounded up the Mulligan stairs to drop at her feet and lay his head in her lap. "Sure it's not for an old woman to spake, Danny dear!" she answered again as of old. "It's too great, too high. What was it that holy saint, Father Mack, said to you, alanna? Sometimes I forget the words."
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