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Updated: May 13, 2025
"I'm busted," he said at last frankly. "Oh, that's all right," replied the walking-boss. "Marshall, come here!" The peg-legged boarding-house keeper stumped in. "What is it?" he trumpeted snufflingly. "This boy wants a job till Friday. Then he's going up to Radway's with the supply team. Now quit your hollerin' for a chore-boy for a few days."
During the days of Radway's visit, Jocelyn felt an obligation to appear presentable, and every evening, when dinner was over, Radway would smoke a cigar in his company, listening to his stories of old Galway days and sportsmen long since dead. As Jocelyn's memory for immediate things had faded he seemed to remember his early days more clearly, and, like many Irishmen, he was an amusing talker.
Radway's letters had exactly the effect on her that he had intended. They were an excitement, and she read them over and over again till she almost knew them by heart. They were the first outside interest that had ever entered her life.
In Dublin she had learned for the first time that she was beautiful, and that her country clothes did not show her at her best. This, together with Radway's attentions, had revealed to her the fact that she was a woman, and therefore made to love and be loved. She loved Roscarna passionately, but in this neither Roscarna nor its inhabitants could help her.
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