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Pleasonton, addressing Major Keenan of the Eighth Pennsylvania Cavalry, said, "You must charge into those woods with your regiment, and hold the Rebels until I can get some of these guns into position. You must do it at whatever cost."
"Then I'll meet you at Penfield's house, uptown, and the show will come to a finish!" "And what am I expected to do?" demanded Keenan, impatiently. For the approaching four-wheeler had come to a standstill beside them, and MacNutt was already out in the rain. "You take care o' that!" he pointed a contemptuous finger toward the motionless woman, "and mighty good care!"
He pushed the woman's inert weight away from him, and leaned out from under the cape, with a sharp word or two to Penfield's chauffeur. Then he suddenly whistled and waved his arm. "What are you doing that for?" Keenan demanded of him. Keenan had caught the drooping figure, and was making an effort to support it.
Nelly Keenan made the last; and although there was a full breadth more in it nor this, bad cess to the one of her but spoiled it on me; it was ever so much too short in the body, and too tight in the sleeves, and then I had no step at all at all. "'The sprush bonnet is exactly the fit for the gown, observed Katty; 'the black and the white's jist the cut how many yards had you, Rose?
"I am right, I say: I remember it well, for although I wasn't there myself, my father was, an' I often h'ard him say God rest his sowl!" here he reverently took off his hat and looked upwards "I often h'ard him say that Paddy Keenan gave Mullin the first knock-down blow, an' Pether I mane no disrespect, but far from it give us your hand, man alive you're going to be married upon my shisther to-morrow, plaise God! masther, you'll come, remimber? you'll be as welcome as the flowers o' May, masther so, Pether, as I was sayin' I mane no offince nor disrespect to you or yours, for you are, an' ever was, a daisent family, an' well able to fight your corner when it came upon you but still, Pether an' for all that I say it an' I'll stand to it I'll stand it that's the chat! that, man for man, there never was one o' your seed, breed, or generation able to fight a Keenan that's the chat! here's luck!
There the light from the tallow dip, guttering in the centre, fell upon his handsome face and eyes, his carefully tended beard and hair, his immaculate cuffs and delicate hand, the seal-ring on his taper finger. "Like a gal, by gum!" thought Emory Keenan. "Rings on his fingers yit six feet high!"
But Mill'-cent an' three or four o' the t'others 'lowed they'd go on. They warn't two mile from home, an' full five from the cross-roads. So Em'ry Keenan he hev been waitin' on her sence the year one so he put his skeer in his pocket an' kem along with her, a-shakin' in his shoes, I'll be bound!
I have devoted much space to Mr. Frank Keenan and his plan. I was sorry for him until I thought it all over. Then I couldn't help feeling a bit sore. It was all very foolish. The bubble was pricked so quickly! It is a consolation to reflect that the New York critics did everything in their power to push along a project that would have been of great value to this metropolis.
The woman under the white light of the electrolier drew back from Keenan, with her eyes still on his face, so that her head and shoulders stood out, a target of black against the white fore-ground. Then she drew one hand quickly across her forehead, and, wheeling slowly, let her puzzled glance sweep the entire circle of the room, until once more her eyes rested upon the expectant eyes of Keenan.
From now on, you may be sure, he will have Keenan watched by one of his agents, night and day!" "Then, good heavens, we've got to step in and save Keenan from Pobloff!" "It amounts to that," admitted Frank. "Yet, in some way, if we could only manage it, the two of them ought to fight our battle out for us, between themselves!" "That's true but did you get to Rome?" "Yes, without trouble."
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