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A gleam came into Professor Dempsey's eyes and his thin shoulders straightened. "Yes, yes," he said. "Of course I'm proud of my boys very proud. And I hope," a look of absolute happiness came into his eyes and he smiled contentedly, "that before very long I shall see them." "Oh, I'm sure you will!" cried Betty eagerly.
It seemed that Dempsey had no other ambition than to be allowed to stagnate at a desk to the end of his life, and this modest ambition would have been realised had it not been for a slight accident the single accident that had found its way into Dempsey's well-ordered and closely-guarded life.
But don't you think," she added, brightening, "that it might be a good idea to wait until we have found out definite facts before we try to solve any more problems?" Rather reluctantly the girls agreed and, after making Betty promise that she would let them know the very first minute she found out the names of Arnold Dempsey's sons, they said good-bye and started for home.
And not until we're well outside does he let loose a husky remark. "Well, I I've been made a fool of, I suppose," says he. "That depends on who's doing the judgin'," says I. "This Dempsey's no newcomer, you know. Anyway, now you can go home to dinner with Mother." "But I can't," says Vincent. "You see, I left word that I was dining in town and she she would want to know why I didn't."
He sat down hurriedly on some steps he was passing and leaned his head against the railing for support. He felt baby slipping from his arms onto the step beside him but was powerless to hold her. Once more that funny feeling was creeping over him and he wondered if he could be dying. Mr. Dempsey's Tim had died. Peter had gone upstairs to see him.
Halsey had just finished a rather grudging description of his experiences two days before for John Dempsey's benefit. He was conscious that each time he repeated them, they sounded more incredible. He didn't want to repeat them; he didn't mean to repeat them; after this, nobody should get any more out of him at all. Young Dempsey's attitude was certainly not encouraging.
A gleam came into Professor Dempsey's eyes and his thin shoulders straightened. "Yes, yes," he said. "Of course I'm proud of my boys very proud. And I hope," a look of absolute happiness came into his eyes and he smiled contentedly, "that before very long I shall see them." "Oh, I'm sure you will!" cried Betty eagerly.
As he walked he clutched his fingers, burying the nails in the palms, the red hair on his wrists bristling like spiders' legs. Dempsey sat at the table watching him calmly out of the corner of his eye. After a pause Quigg leaned over, his lips close to Dempsey's ear. Then he drew a plan on the back of an old wine-list.
The woman with the eight children had been moved into a spacious new cottage made out of two old ones; the old granny alone in a house now too big for her, had been induced to take in a prim little spinster, the daughter of a small grocer just deceased; and the father of the deficient girl, for whom Miss Dempsey had made herself responsible, received Winnington with a lightening of his tired eyes, and taking him out of earshot of Delia, told him how Bessie "had got through her trouble," and was now earning money at some simple hand-work under Miss Dempsey's care.
Miss Dempsey's face broke into amusement at the notion. "And I don't know that I could keep my temper with a militant. Well now you're going to hear her speak and here we are." Winnington and Captain Andrews left the station together. Latchford owned a rather famous market, and market day brought always a throng of country folk into the little town.
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