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Dimitri spoke English and French pretty well, German and Russian of course perfectly. He was a Russian by birth, had been brought up at the Foundling Hospital, at Moscow, and therefore was not a serf. He soon became intimate with McShane: and as soon as the latter discovered that there was no intention on the part of Dimitri to be dishonest, he was satisfied, and treated him with cordiality.
He felt that he could trust him, and would have done so, but he had no right to intrust any one with a secret which involved his father's life. No, that would not do; yet, to leave him and Mrs McShane after all their kindness, and without a word, this would be too ungrateful.
It must not be supposed that, because Austin replied so calmly to Major McShane, he was calm within. On the contrary, from the very first of the interview he had been in a state of extreme excitement, and the struggle to command his feelings was terrible; indeed, it was now so painfully expressed in his countenance, that O'Donahue said
The five wolves now came up; the first two were brought down by the guns of McShane and Joey, and O'Donahue killed a third from the carriage windows. One of the others advanced furiously, and sprang upon the horse which the courier was cutting free.
Am I to be sint about, at me age, as was Terence McShane, of Ballymahone? I come on me own r-r-responsibility." Lorison had also advanced to the boy's bedside. He was fond of children; and the wee fellow, laying himself down to sleep alone in that dark room, stirred-his heart. "Aren't you afraid, little man?" he asked, stooping down beside him.
Furness drank off his pot of ale, and made ready for the brandy which had been offered him; McShane filled his own glass, and then handed the decanter over to Furness. "I have the pleasure of drinking your good health, sir," said McShane. "You are from the country, I presume; may I inquire from what part?"
"First, with your leave, Mr Austin," said McShane, "let me prove that he is your son. Austin started here was the cause of Mrs Austin's absence explained; neither could he any longer refuse to admit that Joey was his son. After a silence of a minute, he replied "I have to thank you much for your kindness to my poor boy, Major McShane; and truly sorry am I that he is in such a dilemma.
The landlady was insisting upon her rent, and having all her plate back again my charming widow entreating for a little delay, as she was to be married landlady came downstairs, red as a turkey-cock, so I very politely begged her to walk into the parlour, and I put a few questions, when I discovered that my intended was a widow with a pension of 80 pounds a-year, and had six children, sent out of the way until she could find another protector, which I resolved, at all events, should not be Major McShane; so I walked out of the door, and have never seen her since."
"Wolves!" said McShane, "and hungry enough, I'll warrant; but they don't hope to make a meal of us, do they? At all events we will give them a little fight for it. Come, Joey, I see that Dimitri don't like it, so we must shake off the snow, and get our ammunition ready."
My dear wife, I happen to know the father of Joey well; he was a fine, bold soldier, but one who would stick at nothing; and if I could venture an opinion, it is, that the murder was committed by Rushbrook, and not by the boy, and that the boy has absconded to save his father." The reader will acknowledge that McShane was very clear-sighted. "That's my opinion," continued McShane.
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