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Updated: June 29, 2025
Uncle Ulick and several of the buckeens were away on the search; the handful of Spanish seamen had returned to the house or to the ship: there was no one to check the defection when it set in. An hour after Sir Donny had slipped away, the movement which might have meant so much to so many was spent.
The others, risen from the table, had placed themselves here and there, Flavia near the Bishop and on his right hand, Captain Machin on his left; The McMurrough, the two O'Beirnes, Sir Donny and Timothy Burke, with the other strangers, sat in a knot by the window. Uncle Ulick with Colonel Sullivan formed a third group.
The O'Beirnes, with Sir Donny and Timothy Burke and a priest or two of a superior order, were not long behind them. The last to leave and they left the house with no other guardians than a cook-maid or two were the Admiral and the Bishop, honourably escorted, as became their rank, by their host and hostess.
"There's four of 'em, papa!" he shouted, all in one breath. "They're jumpin' the ranch for placer claims. They said so. Each one's got a claim, and they're campin' on the corners, so they'll be close together. They're goin' to wash gold. Good Injun " "Oh!" screamed Evadna suddenly. "Don't let him don't let them hurt him, Uncle Hart!" "Aw, they ain't fightin'," Donny assured her disgustedly.
Only Donny was there, sitting disgruntled upon the most comfortable rock he could find, sulking because the others had taken all the fishing-tackle that was of any account, and had left him to make shift with one bent, dulled hook, a lump of fat pork, and a dozen feet of line.
They ordered him back to the house; they threw clods of earth at his bare legs; they threatened and they swore, but it was not until Wally got him by the collar and shook him with brotherly thoroughness that Donny retreated in great indignation to the house.
No black brood of Cromwell for me! I'd as soon never wear sword again as wear it in their company!" "You're not meaning it, Sir Donny!" Uncle Ulick said. "Faith, but if he's not, I am!" cried old Tim Burke, rising and banging the table with his fist. "'Tis what I'm meaning, and devil a bit of a mistake! Just that!"
"Dogs were barking at something down in the orchard," Wally volunteered, passing over Baumberger's monologue. "I was going down there, but it was so dark and I thought maybe it was Gene's ghost. That was before the moon came up. Got any more biscuits, mum?" "My trap wasn't sprung behind the chicken-house," said Donny. "I looked, first thing."
"Donny, if they don't go to the house right away, you go and tell mum they're here. Chances are the whole bunch'll hang around till supper." "Say!" Gene giggled with fourteen-year-old irrepressibility. "Does anybody know where Vadnie is? If we could spring 'em on her and make her believe they're on the warpath say, I'll gamble she'd run clear to the Malad!"
Aunt Phoebe says he's perfectly lovely!" Clark mimicked the girl's voice with relish. "Aw there's a lot of squaws tagging along behind!" Donny complained disgustedly from his post of observation on the fence. "They'll go to the house first thing to gabble there's old Hagar waddling along like a duck. You can't make that warpath business stick, Clark not with all them squaws."
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