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With a snarl of pain he dropped his gun and grappled with me, but as his fingers closed about my throat, something swirled down through the maze, and the maddened brute staggered back, his arms uplifted, his red beard cloven in twain. "Now for it, Wayne!" shouted Brennan. "Back with you!" With a dive I went under the piano.
There were no life-boats for those poor dumb animals penned down yonder in the rushing waters. Brennan had stepped into the chart-room, but returned in a moment to say: "There's no place to beach her this side of Halibut Bay." "How far is that?" "Five or six miles." "You'll have to beach her?" "I'm afraid so. She feels queer."
We had our backs against the piano, our shoulders touched; before us that mob swayed, checked for the moment, held fast by sudden overpowering dread. I glanced aside. My companion was Brennan, hatless, his deep-set eyes aflame, his coat torn off, his shirt ripped open to the waist, his bare breast red with blood. "No shootin', damn ye!" shouted a voice, hoarsely.
It was the first time that Consuello's name had been mentioned by either of them since that afternoon at the studio when Gibson had told John of their engagement. "It would be unlike her if she had forgotten," said John, ready to let Gibson infer what he might from the words. He noticed that Brennan was looking at him curiously.
Standing where the moonlight fell upon her, she leaned against one of the verandah posts without speaking. It was then he saw her, and from within the shadow he feasted his eyes upon the beauty of her face and form so clearly outlined against the soft-toned evening sky. "Brennan has gone?" she asked, suddenly turning towards him. "Yes. Brennan has gone.
I know ye're square, Dan Brennan, an' whatever yer say goes." The marshal stuck out his hand. "That's the gospel truth, Matt," he said gravely, "an' I'm with yer till the cows come home. What is it you know?"
Brennan, After four years of war I am at last free, and have turned my face toward all that is left of my childhood's home, a few weed-grown acres. I scarcely know whether I am luckier than the men who died." I saw the tears glistening again in her earnest eyes. "Oh, but you are, Captain Wayne," she exclaimed quickly. "You have youth and love to inspire you for your mother yet lives.
You can get up as soon as you feel strong enough." "What time is it?" he asked. "It's a little after midnight," Brennan replied, as the surgeon left the room. "Tell me," he asked, "how did it happen that you got there in time to save me?" "I telephoned to P. Q. after dinner to tell him that I had Ben Smith's transcript and he told me about Murphy," Brennan explained.
Brennan, determined to get away from the subject of Grace Draper as quickly as possible. "Today, if you want it." "No," returned Dicky, "but we will want it soon. When do you think we can move?" He turned to me. I spent three busy days at the Brennan place. There was much to be done both inside and outside the house.
"I think there is, undoubtedly, much wrong upon both sides, Mrs. Brennan; but I am a soldier, and my duty is very simple I follow my flag and, as a Virginian, am loyal to my State and to the principles taught me in my childhood." Her beautiful eyes filled with tears, and as she bent down her head that the others might not perceive her agitation, one salty drop fell upon my hand.
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