Hawkes, too," replied Peg. "But ye must
hurry," she went on. "I've only, a few minutes."
Mrs. Chichester went pathetically to the door, and, telling Mr.
Hawkes she would see him again when he had interviewed her niece,
she left them.
"Now, my dear Miss Margaret O'Connell--" began the lawyer.
"Will ye let me have twenty pounds?" suddenly asked Peg.
"Certainly. NOW?" and he took out his pocket-book.
"This minnit," replied Peg positively.
"With pleasure," said Mr. Hawkes, as he began to count the bank-
notes.
"And I want ye to get a passage on the first ship to America. This
afternoon if there's one," cried Peg, earnestly.
"Oh, come, come--" remonstrated the lawyer.
"The twenty pounds I want to buy something for me father--just to
remember England by. If ye think me uncle wouldn't like me to have
it because I'm lavin', why then me father'll pay ye back. It may
take him a long time, but he'll pay it."
"Now listen--" interrupted Mr. Hawkes.
"Mebbe it'll only be a few dollars a week, but father always pays
his debts--in time. That's all he ever needs--TIME."
"What's all this nonsense about going away?"
"It isn't nonsense. I'm goin' to me father," answered Peg
resolutely.
"Just when everything is opening out for you?" asked the lawyer.
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