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His tone changed slightly for the better. "Say, near as I kin tell by feelin' it, dat ain't such a bum benny you're sportin'. I'll jest take dat along wit' me. Letcher arms down easy and hold 'em straight out from yore sides while I gits it offen you. And no funny business!" "Oh, please, please, don't take my overcoat," implored Mr. Leary, plunged by these words into a deeper panic.
"Here bes a paper, yer reverence, Nick Leary fetched over from Witless Bay," he said. "It bes tored, sir; but maybe ye'll find some good readin' left in it." The good father was charmed. He had not seen a newspaper for six weeks.
Duvall, requesting Leary to remain, closed the door. The janitor rose and came toward them. "Look here, Miss Norman," he began, "who's going to pay for that broken lamp and them vases and ornaments?" The woman regarded him with a stare, but said nothing. "Never mind about those things now," Duvall said. "They can remain. I have some questions of much greater importance to ask these ladies.
At sunrise on the morning of the 15th, the three ships, each loaded with its consul, put to sea. It is hard to exaggerate the peril of the forenoon that followed, as they lay off Laulii. Nobody desired a collision, save perhaps the reckless Leary; but peace and war trembled in the balance; and when the Adler, at one period, lowered her gun ports, war appeared to preponderate.
I don't ask you, Pat, whether you remember Maen, who was born dumb, and had for his tutors Ferkelne the bard and Crafting the harper, at pleasant Dinree: he was grandson of Leary Lore who was basely murdered by his brother Cova, and Cova spared the dumb boy, thinking a man without a tongue harmless, as fools do: being one of their savings-bank tricks, to be repaid them, their heirs, executors, administrators, and assigns at compound interest, have no fear.
He passed a Comic Theatre on his way home, and saw 'Stunning Farce, 'Roars of Laughter, 'Good Old English Fun and Frolic, placarded in vermilion letters on the gate. He went into the pit, and saw the lovely Mrs. Leary, as usual, in a man's attire; and that eminent buffo actor, Tom Horseman, dressed as a woman. Horseman's travesty seemed to him a horrid and hideous degradation; Mrs.
"So, come spring, they be takin' that singin' lady wid the eyes o' magic away from Chance Along. Maybe they'll be comin' for her widout waitin' for spring? She bes a wonder at the singin', an' no mistake the best I ever hear in all me v'yages into foreign ports. An' the looks o' her! Holy saints, they bain't scarce human!" Nick Leary grinned through his bandage.
Her lonely meal was over by seven, and, not knowing what to do next, Grace went out on the sidewalk, with the intention of looking for her friend of the evening before, the taxicab driver, Leary. It was possible that the man might have something more to report. As she reached the door, she saw him descend from his cab. He came forward at once, tipping his cap. "Taxi, ma'am," he asked.
Even so, the respite from those elements which Mr. Leary dreaded most of all publicity, observation, cruel jibes, the harsh raucous laughter of the populace could be at best but a woefully transient one. He was not resigned by no means was he resigned to his fate; but he was helpless. For what ailed him there was no conceivable remedy.
"Dear Madam," it said. "I waited till nearly midnight. When you did not come, I thought you must have gone out some other way, so came back to the hotel. I hope I did right. Respectfully yours, Martin Leary." Duvall stared at the words before him with a look of alarm. Who was Martin Leary? And where had he waited for Grace until nearly midnight? And, above all, why had she not returned?
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