The Irish standard., 1910-02-05

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girl was not more than rs, graceful
supple and strong. Her chin was
dimpled; across her right temple was
slight scar. She had eyes of won
derful deep blue; they seemed to
swim with light. AS Foyle gazed at
her for moment dumfounded, with
a quizzical suggestion and smiling
still little more she said:
you used to be a little quicker,
Nett" The voice appeared to attempt
unconcern; but it quivered from a
force of feeling underneath. 1t was
so long since she had seen him.
He was about to reply, but at the
instant reveler pushed him with a
foot behind the knees so that they
bent quickly forward. The crowd
laughed-all save Billy Goat, who
knew his man.
Like lightning, and with cold fury
in his eyes, Foyle caught the tall cat
tleman by the forearm and, with
swift, dexterous twist, had the fellow
in his power.
"Down-down,. to your knees, you
skunk he said, in a low, fierce voice.
The knees of the big man bent
Foyle had not taken ieasens of Ogomi,
the Jap, for nothing they bent, and
the cattleman squealed, so intense
was the pain. It was break or bend;
and he bent-to the ground, and lay
there. lFoyle stood over him for a
moment, hard light in his eyes, and
then suddenly, as If bethinking HIM
self, he looked at the other roisterers,
and said:
There's limit, and he reached it.
, "Hell. but you're twister!" the
cattleman said with grimace Of pain.
Billy Goat was a gentleman, after
his kind, and he liked Sergeant Foyle,
with a great liking. He turned to the
crowd and spoke.
Say, boys, this mines worked out
Let's leave the Happy Land to Foyle
Boys, what is he-what-is he?
,What-is-sergeant Foyle-boys?"
Then, suddenly, the look in Foyle's
face changed, the eyes swan as
they had done a minute before
at the sight of the girl in the
room behind. Whatever his trouble
was, that face had obscured it
in 2 fash, and the pools of feel
Ing far down in the depths of "a
lonely nature had been stirred
Recognition, memory, tenderness, de-
sire swan in his face, made generous
and kind the hard lines of the strong
mouth. In an instant he had swung
himself over the window sill. The
girl had drawn away now into a
more shaded corner of the room, and
she regarded him with a mingled
anxiety and eagerness. Was she
afraid Of something? Did she fear
that-she knew not quite what, but it
had to do with long ago.
He reached out and took her hand
with a strange shyness, and self.con.
seriousness which was alien to his ma
ture. The touch of her hand thrilled
him. Their. eyes met. She dropped
hers. Then he gathered himself to-
gether. "Glad to see you? OF course,
of course, I'm glad. You stunned me,
10. Why, do you: know where you
are? You're thousand miles from
home. can't get it through my
head. not really. What brings you
here? It's ten years-ten. years since
l saw you, and you were only 15-but
Is that was as good as 2O.'
He scanned her face closely.
whats that scar on your forehead,
10? You hadn't that-then.''
II ran up against something" she
said evasively, her eyes glittering,
"and it left that scar, Does it look SO
bad?"
mo. you'd never notice 1t, II you
weren't looking close as am. You
see, ] knew your face 80 we'll ten
years ago."
you were always quizzing,' she
said with an attempt at laugh; al
ways trying to find out things. That's
why you made them reckon with you
out there. You always could see be.
hind things; always would have your
own way; always were meant to be
success"
She was beginning to get control Of
herself again, was trying hard to keep
things on the surface. for she did not
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