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"Something must be done to put a stop to this," she thought. "Of course, mother won't keep a girl of that sort. Why, she's a regular wild Indian; I shall be ashamed to take her out this afternoon." But at that moment a high voice, accompanied by peals of laughter, was heard shouting for Alice. "Alice, mavourneen, come along this minute! Alice, come quick! quick! Why, it's enthralling I am!
Let me see; there was Kate Morton, but I never thought Bill cared especially for her. And anyway, I can't imagine calling HER Kitty! She's as tall and straight as an Indian!" "Well, Bill calls her Kitty; Adele said so." "Oh, is it Kate Morton, then? Did Adele say that?" "No, Adele said she couldn't remember the girl's last name. And I don't care if it's Kate Morton or Kathleen Mavourneen!
You won't do for the GPO if you can't speak the Queen's English. We want sharp fellows here, we do. So you'd better go back to Owld Ireland, avic cushla mavourneen there, put that in your pipe and smoke it."
"You never know your luck you used to say that, Shiel." "I say it again. Come, we must tell our friends Kitty, her mother, and the Young Doctor. You don't know what good friends they have been to me, mavourneen." "Yes, I think I do," said Mona, opening the door to the outer room. Then Crozier called with a great, cheery voice what Mona used to call his tally-ho voice. Mrs. Tynan appeared, smiling.
She stared at him in wonder. "Mavourneen," he pleaded wistfully, "may I not do that at least for someone who is yours? Don needs it." He could not know that his kindness was to her more poignant torment than his bitterest reproach. He thought as the color fled from her lips and left her gray and trembling, that she was fainting. He held her closely in his arms.
Edith invariably lost her temper nothing earthly ever disturbed Charley's. Presently, in anger and disgust, Miss Darrell jumped up from the piano-stool, and protested she would play no more. "To be told I sing Kathleen Mavourneen flat, and that the way I hold my elbows when I play Thalberg's 'Home, is frightful to behold, I will not stand!
When it came to the great opera-singer's turn, instead of exhibiting her ability to eclipse those rivals on her own ground, she simply seated herself at the piano, and sang "Kathleen Mavourneen" with such thrilling sweetness that the young Irish girl who was setting the supper-table in the next room forgot all her plates and teaspoons, threw herself into a chair, put her apron over her face, and sobbed as if her heart would break.
Of a summer night, young men would bring an orchestra under a pretty girl's window or, it might be, her father's, or that of an ailing maiden aunt and flute, harp, fiddle, 'cello, cornet, and bass viol would presently release to the dulcet stars such melodies as sing through "You'll Remember Me," "I Dreamt That I Dwelt in Marble Halls," "Silver Threads Among the Gold," "Kathleen Mavourneen," or "The Soldier's Farewell."
"Ye won't let him suspect, mavourneen mavourneen?" pleaded Biddy desperately. "No, Biddy, no! Haven't I sworn it a dozen times already?" Dinah had reached the door; she looked back for a moment and her look was steadfast notwithstanding the deathly pallor of her face. Then she passed slowly forth, and heard old Biddy softly turn the key behind her, making assurance doubly sure.
She sat down, laughing, at the antiquated piano, and sang him the songs he loved; then, because she owed him a great debt she sang for him "Kathleen Mavourneen," "Pretty Molly Brannigan," "The Harp That Once Thro' Tara's Halls," and "Killarney."
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