The Hawaiian star. [volume] (Honolulu [Oahu]) 1893-1912, 1894-04-27

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himself.
He had never seen her look like this
befo o. The habitual spirit Of joyous
chile shness had passed out Of her face, .
which seemed clothed with modesty and .
sadn IS.
Sh hadnot spoken since she entered the
garret. She had not even looked at Pat.
Though silent also for time, he was
first o speak.
well. mavournecn, me poor child o /.
sorrow, the throubles come quicker nor .
/ thought for. Betune the two av US .
we've got black eye, for yer mother only /
paid We for takin me advice. Forgive me |
me share o. the blame while l talk to ye
plain, Lottie."
Raising his eyes, he muttered to him
self, The Lord o light give me courage
this night!' Then he turned to her;
IAN We must answer me plain, Lottie.
Ye must shpake tonight palmer nor We
liver shpoke since yer first confession.
Answer me questions like the Holy Vir-
gin, whose image We are, answered the
angel o the Lord kapin northin hid.
Wull We do ut, Lottie:"
She turned and looked at him.
"Wull ye answer me questions an kape
northin back, mavourneen|
She gave assent By an inclination of her
head, keeping her eyes upon his face.
"'R We goin to marry Peter Socola,
Lottie;'
She shook her head.
"No? An why not? Dye know he
has riches an jew'ls an II make a fine
lady av we? I'm kapin northin back
from ye, an We must answer me thrue
Dye know all that, Lottie?'
"Yas."
Gan We don't want i'm nohow?"
"No."
Not if e was tarred wud melted gold
an feathered wud diamonds till ed shine
like a government lighthouse! Ye don't
want i'm noway, sick norr well, alive
nOrr dead. raw norr cooked. mummied
norr shtuffed, diviled norr on the half
shell! If I'm not mishtaken, know yer
sintimints on the Chinese question, an
that's about the size av ut! Ye don't
want Peter not if he does come wud the
golden keys O. the kingdom O. this airth!
Amt that so?'
Vas"
"Yis. what?'
81 don't want"
That's it. We don't want an We shan't
have the antiquated ould pill coated for
sugar plum! We shan't have UNI, an
nayther shall he have you. That much
is settled, an the hows an the whins an
the where's come aftherr. An now for
the Il xt question. Is there onybody else
We Ill that ye'd like to marry, mane?"
Sh' looked straight into his eyes and
answ red not n word.
Ho his heart thumped!
Isl pake, Lottie. Out wud utI Is
there anybody else ye like betther nor all
the )rrld?'
Blu still she, looking into his eyes, an
swert not.
He linched visibly as he put the next
quest IN:
as it Joe Limongi, Lottie?'
His heart was dancing a highland fling
now.
With an almost imperceptible but
stead. movement she shook her head.
twas not Limongi-Limongi who sold
canta oupes for her father and liked to
talk to Carlotta. Maybe it was
SIS it Antonino? Shpake out an answer
me thrue. Is it Toney?"
Another head shake.
'Norr yer cousin Nicolo? Sure 1 niver
seen i'm shpallin wud ye."
The Madonna head shook again.
"Arrah, musha, an sure an it can't be
Pat Murphy, the bit av a grocery by at
Keenan's beyant-a freCkled, redheaded
blue eyed Paddy wud brogue on i'm as
thick as a mush poultice. Sure we wudn't
care for the likes av a blazin divil av an
Irishman, wud ye?"
He waited, but she answered nothing
nor moved her head.
He was frightened. His voice was
lower when he spoke again:
I'm the name o God, Lottie, answer
me, child. Ye're not demanin yerself
wud love for Pat Murphy, are ye?"
No, it was not Pat Murphy. The head
shook with solemn decision.
Thin who in the name o. the Poydras
market? | don't know no more a-comin
round heer. Sure it can't be the cross
eyed bakers man wud a crooked
1t was not the bakers boy, nor yet the
young American who lived at the corner.
Pat could think of no other.
IAN TO- the love o heaven, is it ony-
body, LottieT
She did not answer. 1t was surely some
one.
IAN does he love We, me child? An
are ye engaged to um;"
81 don't know" This slowly, after a
pause.
Don't know if ye're engaged? Is it
afther maxim fool av me ye are, Lot
tie?'
He was wounded. The girl saw it and
was suddenly reused.
'You don't like me no more!" she ex-
claimed, her eyes flashing "Since two
years younever callmenomore intend
never say you want me-never, never say
nothing! don't care, me. If you want,
I'll marry OF Pietro Socola. ANYHOW
he loves me, speak with me kind an talk
with my nav an my paw fo' me- An
you - you say nothingl Anybody can
come, say love words an get me-you
don't care! It's all right, Me, ! don't
care neither only TO what you took me
when | was little an know no better an
speak love words with me-say am TO
you-fool me like that-an now-now
when am mo bigger an know better
now when l know to love, you turn your
back! Like to see me marry some strange
man! Ny God, if l thought some bad
man do like that to my ill sister here
me, I'd throw 'er right now out the win.
dow! Better so than like meme to love
always one, to think only TO one since
am like this baby, an you pet me, make
like you love me, buy me every pretty
thing, an then when mo- older say am
TO- you, call me always your intend
before my NAV an my paw an everybody
call me so-an never in all my life SPEAK