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Never did a fox approach a lion with more discretion than Marianne approached the careless figure of McGuire. His very attitude was a warning that her task was to be made as difficult as possible.
"Everyone says," went on Waters, "that no one except a man named Minter has done such work in meeting the criminal element on their own ground. You have kept your county peaceful. I believe that is true?" "Huh," repeated McGuire. "Kind of soft-soapy, but it ain't all wrong. They ain't been much doing in these parts since I started to clean things up." "Until recently," suggested Waters.
"GIRL PLAYS JUGGERNAUT. ELIAS M. PIERCE'S DAUGHTER SERIOUSLY INJURES NURSE AND LEAVES HER LYING IN GUTTER." Not long after he had concluded, McGuire Ellis entered, slumped into his chair, and eyed his employer from under bent brows. "Got a grip on your temper?" he asked presently. "What's the occasion?" countered Hal. "I think you're going to have an interview with Elias M. Pierce."
"An' you didn't come for a long, long time when you was here last fall." Susan had laid a detaining hand on the girl's arm now. "Didn't I?" Miss Dorothy smiled brightly. "Well, perhaps I didn't. But you didn't need me, anyway. I've heard all about it the splendid work Mr. Burton and his son have done for John McGuire. And I'm so glad." "Oh, yes, that's all right." Susan spoke without enthusiasm.
They say it's perfectly marvelous what Keith an' his father are doin' with those men an' boys. Aren't they awful happy over it Keith an' his father, I mean?" "Daniel Burton is. Why, he's like a different man, Mis' McGuire. You'd know that, jest to see him walk, an' hear him speak. An' I don't hear nothin' more about his longin' to get over there.
Still with that strained, white look on his face he had hurried out of the yard and through the gate. Mrs. McGuire, however, did hear. "My stars, Susan Betts, it's lucky your bark is worse than your bite!" she exclaimed. "Mend 'em, indeed! They won't be dry before you've got your darnin' egg in 'em." Susan laughed ruefully.
"I think you'll be sorry." McGuire Ellis turned upon him a look that was a silent reproach to immaturity. "Anything more?" queried Sterne. "Nothing," said Hal, with an effort at courtesy. "Good-day to you both." "Well, what about it?" asked McGuire Ellis of his chief, as the visitor's footsteps died away. "Nothing about it. When'll the next Surtaine roast be ready?"
Among many others, there were present Count Lacy, President of the Council at War, the generals O'Donnell, McGuire, O'Kelly, Browne, Plunkett, and MacElligot, four chiefs of the Grand Cross, two governors, several knights military, six staff officers, and four privy councillors, with the principal officers of State.
For that matter, the idea of your earnin' it, anyway, even if you took your wages." "Oh, I'd take my wages in a minute, if " Susan stopped short. Her face had grown suddenly red. "That is, I I think I'd rather take the poetry money, anyway," she finished lamely. But Mrs. McGuire was not to be so easily deceived. "Poetry money, indeed!" she scoffed sternly. "Susan Betts, do you know what I believe?
Are you so blame sure what you'd do in those conditions?" "Mac," said the brusque physician, for the first time using the familiar name: "between man and man, now: what about the boy?" From the ancient loyalty of his race sprang McGuire Ellis's swift word, "My hand in the fire for any that loves him." "But stanch, do you think?" persisted the other. "I hope it."
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