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The other two men were brought up to support him, the old man Terry and Con Heffernan. They of course had not been present at the examination of Flory, and were asked, first one and then the other, what they knew of the transactions of the afternoon on which the waters had been let in on the meadows of Ballintubber. They knew nothing at all, they said.
But I does want to be free, and I does want to live with ye, Missy Rosy and Missy Flory." Mrs. Robbem met Mr. King as soon as he entered her father's door, and said in a tone of stern surprise, "Where is my servant, sir?" He bowed and answered, "If you will allow me to walk in for a few moments, I will explain my errand."
"Why not, Flory." "There are fellows about," said Flory. "What fellows?" "The very fellows that said they'd kill me. Do you know that fellow Lax? He's the worst of them." "But he doesn't live here." "All the same, I saw him yesterday." "You were out then, yesterday?" "Not to say out," said Flory. "I was in the orchard just behind the stables; and I could see across into the ten-acre piece.
In the center of the room was a table, and at the sides several benches. Before the fire stood Bertrade de Montfort, and she was alone. "Place your burden upon this table, Flory," said Norman of Torn. And when it had been done: "You may go. Return to camp."
Flory lay dead in the shadow of a great oak within the camp; a thin wound below his left shoulder blade marked the spot where a keen dagger had found its way to his heart, and in his place walked the little grim, gray, old man, bearing the object covered with a cloth. But none might know the difference, for the little man wore the armor of Flory, and his visor was drawn.
If he could once escape from that horrid cabin, he thought that he might be able to make a clean breast and tell everything. "It's I that'd be awful sorry that anything like what happened Bingham, should happen to you, Muster Flory." "Why wouldn't you; and I'd have done nothing against you?" said Florian.
I believe some compunction, perhaps even admiration, mingled itself, in this case, with Lord Lossie's relish of an odd and amusing situation, and that he was inclined to compliance with the conditions of atonement, partly for the sake of mollifying the wounded spirit of the highlander. He turned to his daughter and said, "Did you fix an hour, Flory, for your poor father to make amende honorable?"
I seed yer in a vision, when I war prayin' to de Lord to open de free door fur me an' my chillen. Ye war an angel wid white shiny wings. Bress de Lord! 'T war Him dat sent yer. An' now, Missy Flory, de Lord bress yer! Ye war allers good to poor Chloe, down dar in de prison-house. Let me gib yer a kiss, little Missy."
Norman of Torn turned to where one of his captains squatted upon the ground beside an object covered with a cloth. "Come, Flory," he said, and then, turning to the waiting Giles, "lead on." They fell in single file: first the lackey, Giles, then Norman of Torn and last the fellow whom he had addressed as Flory bearing the object covered with a cloth. But it was not Flory who brought up the rear.
Then Frank passed on through the house to find his sisters, or Flory as it might be. He had said not a word to his father in regard to Florian, fearing to touch upon a subject which, as he well knew, must be very sore. Had Florian told the truth when the deed was done, Pat Carroll would have been tried at once, and, whether convicted or acquitted, the matter would have been over long ago.
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