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He wint to France. It's always been obsarved that, whin a dinnymiter had to blow up annything in London, he laves th' counthry. Th' polis, now thoroughly aroused, acted with commindable promptness. They arristed Tynan in Booloon f'r th' murdher iv Cavendish. "Thus," said Mr.
"I'm not thinking of that, Mr. Crozier. God knows, I'm not!" Crozier caught sight of Mrs. Tynan. "It's hard on you to have me brought here," he murmured as she took his hand. "Not so hard as if they hadn't," she replied. "That's what a home's for not just a place for eating and drinking and sleeping." "It wasn't part of the bargain," he said weakly. "It was my part of the bargain."
The sounds that sprinkled the general stillness were in themselves sleepy notes of the pervasive music of somnolent nature the sough of the pine at the door, the murmur of insect life, the low, thudding beat of the steam-thresher out of sight hard by, the purring of the cat in the arms of Kitty Tynan as, with fascinated eyes, she listened to a man tell the tale of a life as distant from that which she lived as she was from Eve.
For a moment after she had finished singing she stood motionless, absorbed by the far horizon; then suddenly she gave a little shake of the body and said in a brisk, playfully chiding way: "Kitty Tynan, Kitty Tynan, what a girl you are!" There was no one near, so far as eye could see, so it was clear that the words were addressed to herself.
How shadowed his face and how distant the look in his eyes. Somehow the room seemed too small for him, and yet he had lived in this very house for four years and more; he had slept in the next room all that time; had eaten at this table and sat in this very chair Mrs. Tynan had told her that for this long time, like the master of a household.
"I tell you, you shan't," peevishly interjected Mrs. Tynan. "You shan't. He's vicious. He's oh, you shan't! I'd rather " "You'd rather I threw myself away on a married man?" asked Kitty covertly. "My God oh, Kitty!" said the other, breaking down. "You can't mean it oh, you can't mean that you'd " "I've got to work out my case in my own way," broke in Kitty calmly. "I know how I've got to do it.
As he got well slowly, and life opened out before him again, he felt he had to pursue a new course, and in that course he must take account of Kitty Tynan, though he could not decide how.
In the short silence that followed, the quick-drawn breath of many excited and some agitated people could be heard. Among the latter were Mrs. Tynan and her daughter and Malachi Deely; among those who held their breath in suspence were John Sibley, Studd Bradley the financier, and the Young Doctor.
"Only by telling a lie," Kitty quickly answered, "and I don't believe he ever told a lie in his life. Come," she added, "I will show you his room. My mother needn't do it, and so she won't be responsible. You have your rights as a wife until they're denied you. You mustn't come, mother," she said to Mrs. Tynan, and she put a tender hand on her arm.
When Crozier stepped out of the bright sunlight into the shady living-room of the Tynan home, his eyes were clouded by the memory of his conference with Studd Bradley and his financial associates, and by the desolate feeling that the five years since he had left England had brought him nothing nothing at all except a new manhood.
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