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No one can feel more sorry nor I do for the unfort'nate mistake I'm afther makin'; I went altogether too quick, and I was very much to blame. I'm sure I ax Miss Elleney's pardon." Elleney made a little inarticulate rejoinder, and turned away. Pat looked daggers at his whilom victim, and Mrs. McNally, folding her arms, looked sternly round.
"The young man, of course, 'ull make his own choice, but I must say I think it 'ud be only becoming if it was Ju." Juliana glanced triumphantly round on the row of crestfallen faces, and a sudden silence fell, during which Elleney, who had stood listening with deep interest, suddenly remembered the now sodden toast and handed it dutifully round.
McNally's heavy foot was now heard hastening along the passage, and in another minute she entered alone, her kind face was all puckered up with concern, and at first sight of it Elleney knew exactly how matters stood. She disengaged herself from Nanny and went quietly up to her aunt.
But before she could proceed further in her little speech the narrow door which gave access to the house was thrown open and Mary Nolan appeared upon the scene. "Elleney, you're to " she was beginning, when she suddenly stopped, and, to use her own expression, "let a yell" that brought her aunt and cousins in tumult to the scene.
"Ye passed your word to Miss Elleney a while ago that it was her ye'd have for your wife," said Pat firmly. "Are ye goin' to stick to your promise or are ye not?" "Get up out o' that, ye ruffian," spluttered Brian. "What business is it of yours anyway?" "Ruffian yourself!" said Pat. And he heaved up Mr.
I'll give him a trimmin'!" "I forbid ye, Pat, to do any such thing!" cried Elleney, almost with a shriek. "I declare I'm ashamed o' my life! Who gave you leave to go mixin' up my name? makin' so little of me? Oh dear! oh dear!" and the poor child began to sob again. "What have I done to be disgraced an' tormented that way!" Her blue eyes were drowned in tears, her pretty cheeks blanched.
"Then ye'd no call to come here at all," interrupted Elleney indignantly. "Whisht! Don't be bitin' the nose off me that way. Ye little schemer, ye know very well it's yerself that carries all before ye. Sure, who'd have eyes for any one else when you were to the fore?" "Och, Mr. Brian, it's a shame for ye!" cried Elleney, with flashing eyes. "Ye've no right to come givin' me impidence that way.
One such beholder encountered her in the narrow passage downstairs, and respectfully flattened himself against the wall to let her pass. "It's a fine mornin', Miss Elleney," said the young man. Elleney started, stared, and then broke into a laugh. "It's you, is it, Pat Rooney?
"Ah, but I blame myself," interrupted Elleney, wringing her poor little hands. "I'll I'll never look up again afther the disgrace he's afther puttin' on me. Sure 'twas all a mistake he thought I was one of the family, an' when me a'nt tould him the way it is with me, he just tossed me away the same as an ould shoe. I b'lieve he's makin' up to Juliana now."
Pat Rooney was sitting on his chest, his knees pinioning his arms, and clutching each of his broad shoulders with a vigorous hand. He was not half the size of the prostrate giant, but love and fury lent him unnatural strength. His flour-bedecked face worked convulsively, his eyes gleamed under their powdered lashes. Elleney uttered a stifled scream, and then stood transfixed with horror.
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