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Clancy's knife took a jump and cut a finger. For a few seconds Clancy laid down the law of a splitting knife to Mel, but Mel didn't mind. "That's just about the way I swore at the man to the wheel of the Withrow. Didn't I, Joe?
No answer was necessary. Besides, with Clancy time was pressing. Taking advantage of Wynn's surprise, the motor wizard attempted to push by him and get to the deck. Wynn, however, had full use of his limbs and his faculties. "Give me that satchel!" he cried, and tried to snatch the grip out of Clancy's hand. Clancy evaded him with a deft leap sideways.
"Aye! he is the outrageousest ould villain that ever stepped," was the general verdict. Nevertheless, as in all communities there is generally one ill-conditioned person, even in the little village of Donoughmor there was to be found a time-server who, wishing for reasons of his own to ingratiate himself with Peter Rorke, was base enough to report to him old Pat Clancy's hasty words.
"Did you try his boarding-house?" "Yes. That is, Will did, and he wasn't there, hadn't been there at all, they said, since the afternoon before." "That so? Where else did you try? Duncan's office?" "We did, and no word of him there." "Try Clancy's boarding-house?" "Yes, and no word." "Try h-m the Anchorage?" "Oh, Joe, you don't think he's been loafing there since?" "No, I don't.
Jerry's figure writhed upon the floor, twisting upon its head struggling to rise and then relaxed. The fight was over. A curious hush had fallen over the great hall. Here and there Clancy's friends were shouting in glee, but the great mass of the crowd, those whom Jerry had won by his skill and pluck, seemed bewildered.
Katz turned on the motor wizard. "Oh, you!" he yelped. "I reckon I'm about done with this foolin'. Gi' me that satchel!" "I'll keep this," returned Clancy. "The money in it belongs to me." "Blamed if I care who it belongs to, I'm goin' to have it. Fork over!" Katz pushed the point of the revolver in Clancy's face. "Fork, I tell you, or take the consequences." Clancy dropped the satchel.
Rayner came to Nellie's room and talked on various topics for some little time, watching narrowly her sister's face. The young girl hardly spoke at all. It was evident to the elder what her thoughts must be. "I suppose you think I should explain Mrs. Clancy's agitation and mysterious conduct, Nellie," she finally and suddenly said.
One, of course, held enemies and was coming from the Sylvia, the other, carrying Hill and Burton, was approaching from the pier. It was Hiram Hill who had hailed. Clancy knew, for he had recognized the voice. "This way, Hiram!" the motor wizard cried. Two boats were aimed in Clancy's direction, and two pairs of oars struck the water.
Poor Mara's name was significant of her experience of that day and others which followed. In the morning she learned of Clancy's illness, and it was eventually found that her voice and touch had a soothing effect possessed by no other. We have followed our characters through the climax of their experiences, and need only to suggest what further happened.
Hayne had determined that he would see Major Waldron on the coming day and begin active efforts towards the restoration of his social rights; the doctor had about decided on a new project for inducing Clancy to unbosom himself of what he knew; Captain Rayner tired of the long struggle was almost ready to welcome anything which should establish his subaltern's innocence, and was on the point of asking for six months' leave just as soon as he had arranged for Clancy's final discharge from service: he had reasons for staying at the post until that Hibernian household was fairly and squarely removed; and Mrs.
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