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Presently Murty O'Toole and Dave Boone came round the corner of the verandah. "Masther Jim gev special insthructions not to be later'n half-past four in takin' y' in, sir," said the Irishman. "The chill do be comin' in the air afther that, says he. An' Miss Norah towld me to be stern wid ye!" "Oh, did she?" said Norah's father, laughing.
Don't you make a mistake about that." "He wouldn't." Norah's eyes flashed; she stamped her foot, and turned on Mavis quite fiercely. "He's so good that he wouldn't hurt a fly, much less beat a girl. You've no right to say it behind his back what you know isn't true." "Be off to your work this instant," said Mavis, stamping also, "or I'll whip you myself." And she pursued Norah to the kitchen.
Jim came into Norah's room and switched on her light. "Sure you're all right, kiddie?" "Rather!" said Norah. "I've laughed too much to be anything else." "Then go to sleep laughing," said Jim, practically. "I'm quite close if you want anything." "Oh, I won't want anything, thanks," Norah answered. "Good-night, Jimmy." "Good-night, little chap."
"If I'd knowed!" said Brownie, darkly, bringing Norah's linen coat out from the wardrobe, and seeking with vigour for a felt hat that already was on her head. "Me, givin' him tea and scones, an' talkin' about the pony, too, no less; little I guessed at the depths of him. Never mind, my dearie, Master Jim'll deal with him!" "Oh, it'll be all right, if Bobs hasn't hurt him.
Geoffrey Linton's, where they found her son, Cecil, who greeted Norah with something of embarrassment. There was an old score between Norah and Cecil Linton, although they had not seen each other for years; but its memory died out in Norah's heart as she looked at her cousin's military badge and noted that he dragged one foot slightly.
I came of my own free will. Don't be angry with yourself, Rex; it is as much my fault as yours." "You are a little brick, Norah," said a husky voice, and Rex's hand gripped hers with a quick, strong pressure. "I never thought a girl could be so plucky. I'll not forget " He broke off suddenly, and Norah's voice was very unsteady as she asked the next question
"Bedad, I might so," said Norah; "'twas on'y thirty shillin', but it 'ud take up a good bit of room. And look-a, Mr. Tarpey, couldn't we lave the rest of the page clane? As like as not the bosthoon wouldn't be botherin' his head spellin' out the half of it." The adoption of this course expedited Norah's love-letter to a happy close.
Brown here do be tellin' me Miss Norah's not to go away an' there's not a man on the place but slung up his hat!" said the Irishman. "Billabong wouldn't be the same at all widout the little misthress we had a grudge agin that foine school in Melbourne, so we had. However, it's all right now." He beamed on his master.
This state of things, therefore, did not much concern him, as he was glad of Norah's society, and was always as ready to walk with her as she was with him. Their walks, indeed, seldom extended much beyond Waterford, or the often-trod road to Widow Massey's house. Norah never passed many days without paying her a visit.
After they had left the village, and had entered the road which led straight to the house, Magdalen surprised Miss Garth by announcing that the stranger in black had turned, after they had passed him, and was now following them. "He keeps on Norah's side of the road," she said, mischievously. "I'm not the attraction don't blame me."
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