But suppose he meant the other thing, that not being married, you--"
"Patsy Kernaghan," interjected the Young Doctor sternly, "you're not fit
company. Take care, or there'll be no Slow Down Ranch for you. An evil
mind----"
Now it was Patsy's turn to interrupt: "Watch me now, I think that wan of
the most beautiful things I iver saw was them two young people comin'
together. Five long months it was, afther Mazarine was put away before
she spoke with him. It was in the gardin at Nolan's ranch, and even then
it wasn't aisy till her. Not that she didn't want to see him all the
time; not, I'll be bound, that she didn't say, when you and Nolan first
told her the mastodon was dead, 'Thank God, I'm free!' But, there he was,
flung out of the wurruld without a minute's notice, and with the black
thing in his heart. Shure you'll be understandin' it a thousand times
better than meself, y'r anner."
He took a pinch of snuff from a little box, offered it to the Young
Doctor and continued his story.
"Well, as I said, whin five months had gone by they met. By chanct I saw
the meetin'. Watch me now, I'll tell you how it was. She was sittin' on a
bench in the gardin, lookin' in front of her and seein' nothin' but what
was in her mind's eye, and who can tell what she would be seein'! There
she sat sweet as a saint, very straight up, the palms of her hands laid
on the bench on either side, as though they was supporfin' her--like a
statue she looked.
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