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Father Toban comes from Munster." "I have heard of him once or twice before," said I. "I daresay your hanner has. Every one has heard of Father Toban; the greatest scholar in the world, who they, say stands a better chance of being made Pope, some day or other, than any saggart in Ireland." "Will you take sixpence?"
"And suppose I were to tell you that I am not Father Toban?" "Och, your reverence, will never think of doing that." "Would you believe me if I did?" "We would not, your reverence." "If I were to swear that I am not Father Toban?" "We would not, your reverence." "On the evangiles?" "We would not, your reverence." "On the Cross?" "We would not, your reverence."
He was still standing there when a few minutes later Toban came clattering up on his horse. The sheriff dismounted and stood beside him. Calumet gave Toban one look and then spoke shortly: "Taggart," he said. "Lord!" said Toban, in an awed voice; "what in blazes did you do to him? I didn't hear no shootin'! Is he dead?"
"I want to thank you again. God bless you. "Your father, Calumet slowly folded the letter and placed it into a pocket. He looked at Toban, a glint of reproach in his eyes. "So, it was you that I kept hearin' in the office nights," he said. "I reckon," said Toban. He looked at Betty and grinned. Calumet also looked at her. His face was sober. "I reckon I've been some fool," he said.
Calumet directed them to the clearing, telling them briefly what they would find there, and then, with Toban and Bernse, continued on to the ranchhouse. Bernse hesitated at the door. "I reckon I'll be lightin' out for town," he said to the sheriff. "Wait," said the sheriff; "I'll be goin' that way myself, directly." Calumet had preceded Toban.
"What's up?" he inquired, leaning over in the saddle and peering closely at her; "you look flustered. Where's Marston?" "Gone," she told him. He straightened. "Gone where?" he demanded. "Away forever," she said weakly. "He heard you were after him for for killing that man Sharp and he left." Toban cursed. "So he got wind of it, did he? The Taggarts must have gassed about it.
For she did not want him to come back to her with the stain of their blood on his hands. She was startled while sitting at the table, for she heard a sound from the sitting-room, and she got up to investigate. But it was only Bob, who, hearing the sounds made by Toban and herself, had come to investigate.
"I reckon I like him," said Toban, his lips grimming; "I like him well enough not to let him pull his freight on account of the Taggarts. Why, damn it!" he added explosively; "I was his father's friend, an' I ain't seein' him lose everything he's got here when he's innocent. Which way did he go?" There was a wild hope in her eyes; she was breathing fast. "Oh," she said; "are you going after him?
"Oh, I'm a Catholic, just like your honour, for if I am not clane mistaken your honour is an Irishman." "Who is your spiritual director?" said I. "Why, then, it is just Father Toban, your honour, whom of course your honour knows." "Oh yes!" said I; "when you next see him present my respects to him." "What name shall I mention, your honour?" "Shorsha Borroo," said I.
"Och, why because many's the good time that I have heard your reverence, Father Toban, say mass." "And what is it you want me to do?" "Why, see here, your reverence, we are going to embark in the dirty steamer yonder for ould Ireland, which starts as soon as the tide serves, and we want your reverence to bless us before we goes." "You want me to bless you?"
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