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He heard him, however, without making any reply or saying anything concerning his own lot of hazard and adventure; for, considering Dominick to be leagued with the papistical orders, he did not think him safe to be trusted, notwithstanding the unchanged freshness of the loving-kindness which he still seemed to bear in his heart; nor even, had he not felt this jealousy, would he have thought himself free to speak of his errand, far less to have given to any stranger aught that might have been an inkling of his noble master's zealous, but secret, stirrings for the weal of Scotland and the enfranchisement of the worshippers of the true God.
On opening the door they were checked by the expression of Pauline's face, the speaking eyes of which, and the silent mouth, were concentrated into an unmistakable "hush!" which was emphasised by a significant forefinger. "What's wrong?" whispered Dominick, anxiously.
There must have been between 300 and 400 others detained abroad, either as Professors in the Irish Colleges in Spain, France, and Flanders, or as ecclesiastics, awaiting major orders. Of the regulars at home, 120 were Franciscans, and about 50 Jesuits. There are said to have been but four Fathers of the Order of St. Dominick remaining at the time of Elizabeth's death.
One January I unwittingly shut a hen under the door of an outbuilding, where not a particle of food could be obtained, and where she was entirely unprotected from the severe cold. When the luckless Dominick was discovered, about eighteen days afterward, she was brisk and lively, but fearfully pinched up, and as light as a bunch of feathers. The slightest wind carried her before it.
And they've got hold of Roebuck. He's giving a dinner at the Auditorium to-morrow night. It's a dinner of eleven covers. I think you can guess who ten of 'em are for. The eleventh is for Dominick!" That was enough. I grasped the situation instantly.
Now over the rim of each nest was stretched a black, white, yellow or gray head, pop-eyed with alarm and reproach. They were emitting a chorus of indignant squawks, all save a large, motherly old dominick in the middle barrel who was craning her scaly old neck far over toward the perturbed young sister and giving forth a series of reassuring and commanding clucks.
"I have indeed been puzzled during the last few minutes," replied Dominick. "It seems as if there were something strange under her, and her position, too, is rather odd. Ho! Otto, rouse up, my boy, and look at the vessel coming to save us. Your eyes are sharp! Say, d'you see anything strange about her?"
Then, as to sailing and rowing slowly, we can overcome these difficulties by not being in a hurry, taking things easy, you know." To this Dominick replied that there was one difficulty which his little brother, with all his wisdom and capacity, would never overcome. "And what may that be?" demanded Otto. "The difficulty of being unable to talk common-sense."
I shakes my head and looks mysterious. "Isn't it green corn, or string beans that you're aimin' at, Torchy?" he asks. "Not exactly," says I. "Vegetable raisin' ain't in my line. I leave that to Dominick. But this oh, well!" "You don't mean," insists Nick, eyein' me close, "buried treasure!" "I expect some would call it that in these days," says I. Uh-huh!
"Oh, let it come!" growled Otto, who had been so frequently checked while dropping into slumber that night that he was getting quite cross. Not feeling quite so regardless of consequences, his brother Dominick arose and endeavoured to prop the weak part of the structure with an additional piece of timber.
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