And
in one great surge, the repressed stream of passion in the strong
man broke, and Dannie swayed against his horse. His tongue stuck
to the roof of his mouth, and he caught at the harness to steady
himself, while he strove to grow accustomed to the fact that Hell
had opened in a new form for him. The old heart hunger for Mary
Malone was back in stronger force than ever before; and because
of him Jimmy lay stretched on Five Mile Hill.
"Dannie, you are just fine!" said Mary. "I've been almost wild to
get home, because I thought iverything would be ruined, and
instid of that it's all ixactly the way I do it. Do hurry, and
get riddy for supper. Oh, it's so good to be home again! I want
to make garden, and fix my flowers, and get some little chickens
and turkeys into my fingers."
"I have to go home, and wash, and spruce up a bit, for ladies,"
said Dannie, leaving the barn.
Mary made no reply, and it came to him that she expected it.
"Damned if I will!" he said, as he started home. "If she wants to
come here, and force herself on me, she can, but she canna mak'
me"
Just then Dannie stepped in his door, and slowly gazed about him.
In a way his home was as completely transformed as hers. He
washed his face and hands, and started for a better coat.
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