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"You're after something, mavoureen," he said. "What's up, little girl? What's fretting that tender heart of yours?" "Something, father," said Nora then. "And you won't tell your old dad?" "I would rather not. Won't you trust me?" "Trust her, is it?" cried the Squire. "I'd trust her with all I possess. I'd trust her with my hopes of heaven itself. Trust her, is it?
She went up to him, and bent down over him, to give him her accustomed kiss. "Why, then, it's sleepy I am," said the Squire. "I am thinking of turning into bed. I am getting on fine; and Angus, boy that he is, always comes and gives me a helping hand on to my bed. I cannot see your face with the smoke of that lamp, mavoureen; but things are all right aren't they?"
And I was the same as a member of the family; and they loved me, and petted me, and did not give me a new name, but called me by my old one that was dear to me because my mother had given it me Aileen Mavoureen. She got it out of a song; and the Grays knew that song, and said it was a beautiful name. Mrs.
"Shure you used to live in as grand a house as herself." "But I don't now." "Don't mind it too much, mavoureen. You'll soon be gettin' another scholar. Go to sleep now, and you'll sleep the headache away." Florence finally succeeded in following the advice of her humble friend. She resolved to leave till the morrow the cares of the morrow.
Even Ann and Hannah, listening from the kitchen porch, began to feel sentimentally inclined when the clear voice rendered with tender pathos the last lines: "Oh! why art thou silent, thou voice of my heart? Oh! why art thou silent, Aileen Mavoureen?" Without so much as another glance at the little figure in the window, he ran across the lawn and up the lane to the highroad.
He took his banjo in one hand, lifted his cap with the other and, standing so, bareheaded in the moonlight, sang with all the simulated passion and pathos of which he was capable one of the few love songs that belong to the world, "Kathleen Mavoureen"; but he took pains to substitute "Aileen" for "Kathleen."
Now she was aware of that meaning in her every fibre, physical and spiritual. "Aileen Mavoureen, the gray dawn is breaking " And hearing that, realizing that the voice was calling for her alone in all the world, she rose; dressed herself quickly; beckoned joyously to him from the window; noiselessly made her way down the back stairs; softly unbolted the kitchen porch door
"You might read it and find out," suggested the major. Patricia tore open the envelope and scanned the letter. Her eyes blazed. "What is it, Mavoureen?" "An insult!" she answered, crushing the paper in her hand and then stuffing it into the pocket of her dress. "Light your pipe, daddy, dear. Here I'll strike the match." "How did you enjoy the reception, Louise?" "Very well, mamma.
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