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Updated: June 2, 2025
But Dermot resisted all their overtures; his heart, and all the honest true love that filled it to overflowing, was given to Eily Joyce, the carrier's daughter; for her he would have laid down his strong young life.
The tear-stained fingers were taken in two big, strong hands, and Dermot, with a depth of love in his eyes, bent over the sorrow-stricken face and laid a kiss on the quivering lips; not another word was spoken, but Dermot's protecting arms were around her, and with her head on the heart that throbbed with love and devotion all the past was blotted out, all her folly forgotten, and Eily found rest.
Murphy consented to take her, inwardly gloating over her good luck, for she saw that Eily was neat and handy, and had the "makings" of a good servant. It would enable her to save the wages of her present drudge, and a girl who had no friends near to "mither" her could be made to perform wonders in the way of work.
The lady's violent maternal affection overruled him, and in spite of the call of honour he dared not tell her that he was already married. During the ensuing weeks Eily perceived a rapid and fearful change in his temper and appearance. His visits were fewer and shorter, and his manner became extraordinarily restrained and conscious.
"Then get up and wash that there delf don't give me any imperence, or you'll find yourself in the street; there's others better than you I've turned away, and the work'us has been their end so mind your business, and do what you're told!" With this parting injunction Mrs. Murphy left the kitchen. The winter passed cold, foggy, murky, miserable winter. Eily was transformed.
"I will!" said Gerald, blushing. "Somehow I've had such a lot on hand all day at the office, and something on every evening. I know perfectly well I've neglected Eily and everybody. But the first moment I can find free " Selwyn nodded. "And last of all," he said, "there's something about my own affairs that I thought you might advise me on."
"Now, there's for yez! as lovely a letther as ever you seen, all the way from London, with a little picthur of an agle on the back o' it! 'Tis for Biddy Joyce, and maybe ye'll take it, Dermot, seeing your legs is younger than mine?" Dermot was off already, climbing the mountain slopes in hot haste. Biddy Joyce stood watching him from the door where Eily and he had parted months before.
Eily gathered together bags and boxes and set them down upon the pavement, while her aunt haggled with the driver in a spirited manner; the man went off, grumbling at the meanness of a "couple o' Hirishers," but Eily, not understanding the English manner of using the aspirate, was blissfully unconscious of his meaning.
Two days before she had been removed from the great London hospital, and brought by Miss Vandaleur to her father's country-home, where the kindliest of white-haired house-keepers watched over her beloved Miss Bee's protégée, tending her with gentlest care. "Good-morning, Eily;" Miss Vandaleur, in a simple morning gown of white, entered the room. Eily struggled to her feet.
An excited flush lay on her cheeks as she looked at the gay crowd within, searching for the loved face. At last a joyful recognition shone in her dark eyes, and forgetful of everything and everybody, she rushed across the polished floor to the horror-stricken artist. "Ah, Misther Hamilton, acushla! shure it's your own Eily has found yez at last!"
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