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But Mortimer was as devoted to her in the little ways so appreciated by women of any age as he was to his wife, and he was noiseless in the house and as prompt as the clock. During her illness his devotion touched even Mrs. Abbott, although Mrs. Groome was the only member of the family he ever won over. Poor Morty. In a way he was a failure, after all.
"It is, Morty; and I trust you will remember that that is to be a regulation between us. 'A close mouth is the sign of a wise head, too; and there's a comrade for your proverb but we are talking too long. Listen; keep my secret, and I will make it worth your while to do so.
Patrick but you are Morty O'Flaherty! Confound it, my dear Morty, why didn't you make yourself known at once? it would have relieved both of us." "One of us, you mane," replied Morty, with a wink. "Upon my soul I am glad to free you, Morty. And how are you, man alive? In a snug berth here, I see, with the father of my friend, Lord Dunroe." "Ha!" exclaimed Morty, shrewdly; "is that it?
"But do you mean to say that if I did revoke my power of attorney and he asked me later for money to save his business that I should not give it to him?" "Yes, I mean just that. Morty will never take any of the prizes in the business world. He may hold on and make a living, that is all. He has plenty to start with, and tells me he is doing fairly well, in spite of the times.
"It's not knowing what to do, we are," Morty said. He did not look at her, nor did his brother. Her heart sank. "What is it?" she asked. "The fiend's in the man," Morty replied, tapping with his fingers on the table. "But it's you will be telling her, Phelim." "It's he that's not content," Phelim muttered. "The thief of the world!" "Curse him!" cried his brother. "Not content?" she echoed.
And just think what a fortune it has stood us in for repairs!" "It's the most horrid, mean, treacherous thing one person ever did to another!" I cried; "you know I wouldn't speak to Morty Truslow if be had the only monkey-wrench in the world and I was carbonized on a country road.
She mastered herself at last, and went on in low, hesitating voice, more touching than downright sobbing: "One day, the same summer the mill burned, one of the horses kicked at little Morty, and I said I'd sell it, and he said it was all nonsense; the horse wasn't to blame. And I told him I wouldn't have a horse around that would kick. And when he said I shouldn't sell it, I said a dreadful thing.
"She took it away with her?" "Took it, or tore it up, I forget which." "Tell me, Morty, was she very angry?" The other took the last hint of laughter out of his eyes before he said solemnly: "You'll never know how thankful I was that you were twenty miles away." Winton's cup was full, and he turned the talk abruptly to the industrial doings and accomplishments of the day.
"He has left us," Flavia said slowly, with her eyes on Colonel Sullivan. "It's away to Galway City he is," Morty O'Beirne explained with a chuckle. "The saints be between us and harm!" Uncle Ulick exclaimed in astonishment. "And why's he there?" "The story is long," said Colonel Sullivan. "But I can tell it in a few words," Flavia continued with dignity. "And the sooner it is told the better.
It must be so depressing to pay back....I was in no particular need of it, for of course I've saved quite a bit. I merely have a natural desire for my own and thought it was a good opportunity to strike Morty....I suppose he's been speculating. Fortunes have been made in Tonopah, but he would be sure to buy at the wrong time or in the wrong mine....Has he ever asked you for money?" "Never.
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