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But, unmindful of them, Ranson now leaned forward, the eager, searching look coming back into his black eyes. They were so close to Mary Cahill's that she drew away. He dropped his voice to a whisper and spoke swiftly. "Miss Cahill, whatever happens to me I won't forget this. I won't forget your coming here and throwing heart into me. You were the only one who did.
Ranson solemnly handed him a glass and raised the other in the air. "Here's hoping that the Red Rider rides on his raids no more," he said; "and to the future Mrs. Ranson to Mary Cahill, God bless her!" He shattered the empty glass in the grate and took Cahill's hand. "Father-in-law," said Ranson, "let's promise each other to lead a new and a better life."
"I didn't mean to tell you just yet," he whispered, "but now that I've seen you I can't help it. I knew it last night when I stood back there and watched your windows, and couldn't think of this trouble, nor of anything else, but just you. And you've got to promise me, if I get out of this all right you must must promise me " Mary Cahill's eyes, as she raised them to his, were moist and glowing.
He realised his only hope of keeping his balance was to work. He went back to the little village he was born in and it was Father Cahill's hands that poured the baptismal waters on O'Connell's and Angela's baby and it was Father Cahill's voice that read the baptismal service. She was christened Margaret.
Phil got at his task at once, and in a few moments she heard him whistling an accompaniment to the steady thud, thud of the axe as he swung it with strong, resolute arms. "He's a fine boy," was the Widow Cahill's muttered conclusion. Phil continued at his work without intermission until an hour had passed. Mrs. Cahill went out, begging that he come in and rest. "Rest?
"Why?" questioned Billy, now regaining his presence of mind. " 'Cause, between us we'd put the show out of business." "I believe you would," nodded Phil. "Where you going, boys?" "Mrs. Cahill's." "Then I'll walk down that way with you. What time do you get through at night?" "We finish our last act about ten o'clock," answered Phil. "Why?" "Oh, nothing much. I just wanted to know."
Ranson placed himself suddenly in front of Mary Cahill as though to shield her. His eyes stole stealthily towards Cahill's confession. Still unread and still unsigned, it lay unopened upon the table. Cahill was gazing upon Ranson in blank bewilderment. Captain Carr gasped a sigh of relief that was far from complimentary to his client. "Who confessed?" he cried. "'Pop' Henderson," said Crosby.
"Yes, I hoped it might. That's why I fired it," snapped Ranson. "I want two whiskey-and-sodas. Quick now!" "Two " gasped Clancey. "Whiskey-and-sodas. See how fast one of you can chase over to the club and get 'em. And next time I want a drink don't make me wake the entire garrison." As the soldiers retreated Ranson discovered Miss Cahill's white face beyond them.
Clear Water Bay transformed Cahill's Farewell Ptarmigan Bay A Night under Canvas "No more Collars or Neckties!" Companions in Misfortune Cedar Lake "Lop-sticks" An Indian Village Shashegheesh's Two Wives Buying Potatoes Seniores Priores Excellent Carrots! Frank's Flirtations with the Squaws The Dogs eat Carriere's Toboggan.
Cahill's seniority entitled him to the command after Williams fell, yet during the remainder of the battle Dudley seems to have commanded the troops actually engaged. Shortly after the close of the action Cahill assumed the command and sent word to Butler of the state of affairs. The Confederates were still to be seen upon the field of battle. Their force was naturally enough over-estimated.
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