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The boy shot away like a flash, while Hugh turned and looked at Brutus again; for now he knew that he had seen him over at the Pangborn mansion. It was not long before they discovered a woman running like mad toward the spot. Of course this was no other than Sarah, whose heart had been chilled by the news fetched by Adolphus Smith, the truth being considerably garbled, it is to be feared.
She sat before the ladies from Bross, Hugh Finlay's only confidante. She sat handsome and upheld and not altogether penetrable, a kind of gipsy to their understanding, though indeed the Romany strain in her was beyond any divining of theirs.
"Ah! that was Paolo, Il Passero's chauffeur a merry fellow eh?" "Remarkable," laughed Hugh. "But I cannot see why The Sparrow has taken such a paternal interest in me," he added. "He no doubt has, for he has, apparently, arranged for your safe return to England." "You know him, of course. What manner of man is he?" "A signore a great signore," replied Beppo.
There was plenty of room in that great castle for himself and chums to sleep without ousting, the happy family from their roost. So Hugh started down the stairs feeling much lighter of heart than when he had so recently climbed upward.
They walked on quietly and soberly to the brow of the table- land, where they parted; Hugh being obliged to go home, and Fleda wishing to pay a visit to her aunt Miriam.
Cardinal Richelieu who wielded a power greater than that of Kings had favourably entertained a project of invasion submitted to him by the son of Hugh O'Neil, a chief who, while living, was naturally regarded by the exiles as their future leader.
"My dear, are you sure?" "Quite sure," Rhoda answered. "I saw her photograph when I took little Hugh to his uncle's, and they talked a great deal about her. Polly, they call her. She writes to them constantly. They brought her up, and I expect she is really very fond of them." "But Rhoda, are you quite sure? Why has she never spoken of them? Do you think she was ashamed of the shop?
Miles Hendon sank into a chair and covered his face with his hands. After a pause, his brother said to the servants "You have observed him. Do you know him?" They shook their heads; then the master said "The servants know you not, sir. I fear there is some mistake. You have seen that my wife knew you not." "Thy WIFE!" In an instant Hugh was pinned to the wall, with an iron grip about his throat.
"What have you said to him?" Amabel asked. Augustine's eyes were drawing her down into their torment. Unfortunate one. That presage of her maternity echoed in her now. His stern young face seemed to have been framed, destined from the first for this foreseen misery. Sir Hugh had pulled himself together. He looked at the mother and son. And he understood her fear.
This was the fact that poor K.K., whose heart had been so set on carrying the colors of Scranton High to victory in the Marathon race, should be debarred from participating in the same by a cruel fate. As for himself Hugh was not quite so certain as before that he could accomplish such a thing as getting over those fifteen miles ahead of all competitors.
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