"You see here----"
"I do," broke in Dannie. "I'm lookin'! All I ever saw, or see
now, or shall see till I dee is `here,' when `here' is ye, Mary
Malone. Oh! If a woman ever could understand what passion means
to a mon! If ye knew what I have suffered through all these
years, you'd end it, Mary Malone."
Mary gave the chair a shove. "Come here, Dannie," she said.
Dannie cleared the space between them. Mary set her hands against
his breast. "One minute," she panted. "Just one! I have loved you
all me life, me man. I niver loved any one but you. I niver
wanted any one but you. I niver hoped for any Hivin better than I
knew I'd find in your arms. There was a mistake. There was an
awful mistake, when I married Jimmy. I'm not tillin' you now, and
I niver will, but you must realize that! Do you understand me?"
"Hardly," breathed Dannie. "Hardly!"
"Will, you can take your time if you want to think it out,
because that's all I'll iver till you. There was a horrible
mistake. It was YOU I loved, and wanted to marry. Now bend down
to me, Dannie Micnoun, because I'm going to take your head on me
breast and kiss your dear face until I'm tired," said Mary Malone.
An hour later Father Michael came leisurely down the lane, and
the peace of God was with him.
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