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He dared not let Nelly see his face at this moment, for the mention of Lou Macon had poured the old flood of sorrow back upon him And therefore, when he looked up, he was sneering. "You know these blond, pretty girls?" he said. "Oh, they are adorable!" "With dull eyes," said Donnegan coldly, and a twinkle came into the responsive eye of Nelly Lebrun.
Lord Nick was suddenly close; he had paused; his voice rang over the street and struck upon Donnegan's ear as sounds come under water. "Donnegan!" "Aye!" called Donnegan softly. "It's the time!" "Aye," said Donnegan. Then a huge body leaped before him; it was big George. And as he sprang his gun went up with his hand in a line of light.
They were following the progress of Donnegan down the street. He rode slowly, and George kept that formal distance, just a length behind. Before Milligan's the crowd began to buzz like murmuring hornets around a nest that has been tapped, when they pour out and cannot find the disturber.
The ceiling was high; the proportions comfortably spacious; but what astounded Donnegan was the real elegance of the furnishings. There was no mistaking the deep, silken texture of the rug upon which he stepped; the glow of light barely reached the wall, and there showed faintly in streaks along yellowish hangings.
Leaning there to get the freshness of the night air against his hot face, he had looked up, and saw the white face of the moon going up the sky; and a sudden sense of the blackness and loathing against the city had come upon Donnegan, and the murky color of his own life; and when he turned away from the window he was sober. And so it was that he now stared up at the girl.
I still presume you are interested in Lou, though you attempted to do so much to give Landis back to her. Well, Donnegan, you must know that when she learns it was a bullet from your gun that struck down Landis, she'll hate you, my boy, as if you were a snake.
Tell me why you're so set on this keeping of Landis here against my will and even against the lad's own will? I'm reasonable, Garry. Do you doubt that?" Explaining his own mildness, the voice of Lord Nick swelled again and filled the room, and he frowned on his brother. But Donnegan looked on him sadly. "There is a girl " he began. "Why didn't I guess it?" exclaimed Lord Nick.
Nelly had the instincts of a fencer; she loved balance. But Donnegan was heaping up his effects. For by the shadow in her eyes he well knew what was passing through her mind, and he dared not let her speak too quickly. "There is more hanging upon it.
He was astonished again to see Donnegan wince as if from a blow. His lips were trembling and they writhed stiffly over his words. "Who taught you that expression?" said Donnegan. "A gentleman," said Lord Nick. "Ah?" "My father, sir!" "Oh, heaven," moaned Donnegan, catching his hands to his breast. "Oh, heaven, forgive us!" "What the devil is in you?" asked Lord Nick.
His triumphant laughter came again, but Donnegan cut into it. "Rusty Dick was the one you killed!" "Sure. What of it? We fought fair and square." "Then Rusty wasn't the man I want. The man I want would of eaten two like you, Lefty." "What about the birthmark? It sure was on his shoulder; Donnegan." "Heavens!" whispered Donnegan. "What's the matter?" "Rusty Dick," gasped Donnegan.
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