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In doing so they let the letter fall. It fluttered to the ground, and Lockley, quietly picking it up, put it in his pocket. "You'd better look after them," said Lockley to the landlord, as he paid his reckoning, and went out. In a few minutes he stood in Widow Mooney's hut, and found Isa Wentworth already there. "I'm glad you sent me here," said the girl, "for Mrs Mooney has gone out "
"And give her my dear love," cried Mrs Fred Martin. "Ay, ay," replied the boys as they hurried away on their self-imposed mission. The lads had to pass the "Blue Boar" on their way to Widow Mooney's hut, and they went in just to see, as Bob said, how the land lay, and whether there was a prospect of help in that quarter if they should require it.
Dear me, what teeny little feet you have!" as she put on them the dressing-slippers from the bag, and struggled up to her own, heavily but cheerfully. Lindsay looked at her thoughtfully. "You haven't mentioned the Governor's wife," she said. "Isn't she at home?" and she leaned over to pull up the furry heel of the little slipper. So that she missed seeing Mary Mooney's face.
If she's got religion or something, and wants to quit and be decent, why doesn't she go to another town Chicago or someplace where nobody knows her?" That motion of Alderman Mooney's thumb against the smooth pipe bowl stopped. He looked up slowly. "That's what I said the mayor too. But Blanche Devine said she wanted to try it here. She said this was home to her. Funny ain't it?
He had made the evidence too complete. The world would call him a lying yellow-back if he betrayed what had actually happened on the trail between Cragg's Ridge and Mooney's cabin.
As the Very Young Husband, following Mrs. Mooney's directions, descended the cellar stairs, Alderman Mooney looked up from his tinkering. He peered through a haze of pipe smoke. "Hello!" he called, and waved the haze away with his open palm. "Come on down! Been tinkering with this blamed furnace since supper. She don't draw like she ought. 'Long toward spring a furnace always gets balky.
"Better yet, let's go there and take it away from them," proposed Bob, with a grim set to his mouth. "Are you with me?" For answer they all started off in the direction of Terry Mooney's house, and as they went, Bob outlined a plan of attack. "We'll scout around first, and see if they're in the place," he said.
"I'll be down by daybreak to see about them repairs," he said to Peter Jay, as they left the Lively Poll together, "and I'll go round by your old friend, Widow Mooney's, and tell her to expect you some time to-night." Now Peter Jay was a single man, and lodged with Widow Mooney when on shore.
Which was all in accord with Mrs. Mooney's prediction the first day: "You won't last long, mind ye; you young uns never do. If you ain't strong as an ox it gits in your back and off ye go to the 'orspital; and if you're not able to stand the drivin', and thinks you're good-lookin', off you goes to the bad, sooner 'n stay here."
She worked for four dollars a week in a cheap eating house. The two of 'em couldn't live on that. Then the baby " "Good night!" said the Very Young Husband. "I suppose Mrs. Mooney's going to call?" "Minnie! It was her scolding all through supper that drove me down to monkey with the furnace. She's wild Minnie is." He peeled off his overalls and hung them on a nail.
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