The Ocala evening star. [volume] (Ocala, Fla.) 1895-1943, 1912-06-17

III may be Monsieur the Captain
Hole,'
The divvle." cried O'Rourke. and
was on his feet in a twinkling. cast
Ing about him for a weapon. That
can't be-
Nothing offered itself suitable either
for ofense or defense, save and EXCEPT
the jug he had been drinking from.
and the Trishman was weighing this
thOughtfuIly with definite intention
Of hurting it at Captain Holes head
If indeed he had heard Alright, when
the entrance of quite another person
relieved his mind, however tempo
rariIy.
1t was Danny, plainly enough: Dan
ny, the same as Of old, with his halt
sheepfsh, half-impudent grin and his
shock Of flaming hair, his upper lip
that was long even for an Irish boy s,
his rowing and twinkling blue eyes,
his tip-tilted nose, his short, sturdy
physique
Faith said O'Rourke, the gods
are not SO unkind after all. It's as
welcome as the shadow Of great rock
in weary land, the sight OF We,
Danny" And Danny" he observed
with some severity, 'I1l ask We to ex-
plain what the divvle at all ye're do
ing here
Danny's assurance deserted him on
the instant. He had done his former
master signal service that night. but
in his estimation nothing more than
was due the O'Rourke. Whatever he
felt, he looked to perfection a boy
caught at mischief-hanging his head
and eyeing O'Rourke under his brows.
shamefaced and i'll at ease
Avn" he deprecated, sure, now,
yer honor. now"
Danny" demanded O'Rourke stern
~, does Miss Cleopatra here under
stand English?"
'Divvle a world" the ex-valet pro-
tested earnestly. Beyond Greek and
French and Arabic, sure, she's ignor-
ant as Paddy's pig"
So much was plainly evident from
the girls manner and expression Of
puzzlement. Reassured, O'Rourke pro
ceeded:
lis good hearing. Faith. if she
understood the Kings English, It's
me hair she would be tearing out by
the roots in one minute. Danny, |
gather that the lady is be way of lik
ing We more than ye deserve. Is it
in love with you she is?''
Danny stole a sidelOng glance at the
girl. "Reggin' yer honor's pardon" he
stammered, ''and | behave she is that"
"Umm!" snorted O'Rourke. And
what. if We please, about poor Annie
Bragin, at home? Is it marrying a
Greek ye would be. and leaving poor
Annie to cry her eyes out for ye, We
worthless scut?"
'Divvle bit, respects to yer hon
or, Sure. tbs only for amusement
And who may she be, that We make
so free to amuse yourself with herr"
The daughter av me partner, yer
honor. NOccOvie, the Greek tobaccy
merchant"
This will be his house. them"
NO, sir, but "a sort av a sthOre-
house, in a way av speaking. 'Tis jist
round tn corner they do be Twin in
a gran fOine house, sir
Then what's the young lady doing
here?"
Waiting for me to take her place,
sir. NoccOvie is away and-and," in
| a blurted confession, its a bit Of
hashish smuggling we be doing on the
side. The stuff is always brought
here, sor; and tonight's the night
!
"Ah-h." observed O'Rourke darkly
One by one, it seemed, he was gather
ing the trumps again into his own
hand. He resumed his catechism Of
the boy.
Danny, is this the way a decent
man should be behaving himself?" he
| brOwbeat him. rs it your mothers
son and the sweetheart of Annie
Bragin that's become no more than an
idle breaker of hearts? Danny, Dan
ny. what would Father Malachi be
! saving if be could hear what we've