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Let her keep her heart till he asks her for it; but if he does ask her, why shouldn't she be his wife? How many of them young officers take Irish wives home with 'em every year. Only for them, our beauties wouldn't have a chance." Such was the philosophy, or, perhaps, it may be better said such was the humanity of Father Marty! But in encouraging Mrs.
There has been a change in Poketown there most certainly has been a change!" and the girl laughed delightedly. It was marked everywhere. It even seemed to Janice as though people whom she met on the street stepped quicker than they once had! Janice knew she had given her own folks Uncle Jason, and Aunt 'Mira, and Cousin Marty a push or two in the right direction.
"Huh!" grunted Marty. "Ain't you always nice to folks an' doing something for 'em? How do you like it yourself?" which remark made Janice and Nelson Haley laugh very heartily. So, after all, it was a real Christmas, as Janice said. It was an odd one, perhaps, but there were some very enjoyable things about it.
"Drive a half-mile further east," he said after their boisterous greetings. "That's where we eat to-night at Ambery's. Then just across the road to the church. We've got something special on." "A box supper," asked J.W., "or a bean-bag party?" But he knew better. Marty told him to wait and see. Supper was a pleasant meal, the Amberys being pleasant people, who lived in a cozy new house.
"I know that there can be nobody in town as glad that the vote went 'no license' as the Parradays." "Ya-as," agreed Aunt 'Mira, rather absently. "Did ye notice Marm's new bonnet? It looked right smart to me. I'm a-goin' ter have Miz Lynch make me one like it." "Say, Janice! want anything down town?" asked Marty coming out of the house and starting through the yard.
Marty, who poured out tea, was just saying, "I think I'll take out a cup to Miss Grace," when they heard a clashing of the gig-harness, and turning round Melbury saw that the horse had become restless, and was jerking about the vehicle in a way which alarmed its occupant, though she refrained from screaming.
The other addition was Billy, the office-boy, a sharp, bright youth with red hair and brilliant blue eyes. There was much else to do. For instance, there were the money affairs to get in shape. Joe secured a five-per-cent mortgage with his capital. Marty Briggs paid down two thousand cash and was to pay two thousand a year and interest.
"That's what they keep telling me down-town. I never knew him sick before." "No?" "It wouldn't take five minutes." "Mr. Farron is too weak to see you." Marty made a strange grating sound in his throat, and Adelaide asked like a queen bending from the throne: "What seems to be the matter, Burke?"
She mounted beside the coachman, wondering why this good-fortune had happened to her. He was rather a great man in aspect, and she did not like to inquire of him for some time. At last she said, "Who has been so kind as to ask me to ride?" "Mrs. Charmond," replied her statuesque companion. Marty was stirred at the name, so closely connected with her last night's experiences.
After this the priest was gentler in his manner to the young man, and it almost seemed as though the Earl was driven from his decision. He ceased, at any rate, to assert that Kate should never be Countess of Scroope, and allowed both the mother and Father Marty to fall into a state of doubt as to what his last resolve might be. It was decided that he should go down to Ennistimon and sleep upon it.
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