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Going forward to him Mona shook him warmly by the hand. Then she went up to Mrs. Tynan and kissed her. "I would like to kiss your daughter too, Mrs. Tynan," Mona said. . . . "What are you looking at so hard, Shiel?" she presently added to her husband. He did not turn to her. His eyes were still shaded by his hand. "That horse goes well yet," he said in a low voice.
He appeared not to see any one in the court-room, though Kitty Tynan had so placed herself that he must see her if he looked at the audience at all. Kitty thought him magnificent as he told his story with a simple parsimony but a careful choice of words which made every syllable poignant with effect.
"You never know your luck you used to say that, Shiel." "I say it again. Come, we must tell our friends Kitty, her mother, and the Young Doctor. You don't know what good friends they have been to me, mavourneen." "Yes, I think I do," said Mona, opening the door to the outer room. Then Crozier called with a great, cheery voice what Mona used to call his tally-ho voice. Mrs. Tynan appeared, smiling.
"Please make yourself at home no need to rap," answered Mrs. Tynan. "Out in the West here we live in the open like. There's no room closed to you, if you can put up with what there is, though it's not what you're used to." "For five months in the year during the past five years I've lived in a house about half as large as this," was Mrs. Crozier's reply.
Looking closely at her, the Young Doctor got a still further insight into the mind and soul of this prairie girl, who used a lid of irony to cover a well of deep feeling. Things did not weigh on her mind! He was sure that pain to the wife of Shiel Crozier would be mortal torture to Kitty Tynan.
Jesse Bulrush and J. G. Kerry were friends became indeed such confidential friends to all appearance, though their social origin was evidently so different, that Kitty Tynan, when she wished to have a pleasant conversation which gave her a glow for hours afterwards, talked to the fat man of his lean and aristocratic-looking friend.
"There's nothing so unnerving." "No, I oughtn't to have done it," Crozier went on. "But I will say again it wasn't a sordid marriage, though she had great expectations, but not immediate; and she was a girl of great character. She was able and brilliant and splendid and far-seeing, and she knew her own mind, and was radiantly handsome." Kitty Tynan almost sniffed.
A person of real observation and astuteness, however, would have noticed that Kitty's laughter told a story which was not joy and gladness neither good humour nor the abandonment of a luxurious nature. It was tinged with bitterness and had the smart of the nettle. Her mother's question only made her laugh the more, and at last Mrs. Tynan stooped over her and said, "I could shake you, Kitty.
"Everybody has called on us," she added with reflective pride. "Principally since Mr. Crozier came," added Kitty. "It's funny, isn't it, how he made people respect him before they knew who he was?" "He would make Satan stand up and take off his hat, if he paid Hades a visit," said Mrs. Tynan admiringly. "Anybody'd do anything for him." Kitty eyed her mother closely.
He replied that Tynan was incorruptible, and that my proposition would most probably be regarded as an insult which he would resent by a revolver bullet, "and," he added, "in the present state of politics here, no jury could be found which would convict him of murder."
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