A great heap of papers lay upon the table at his elbow—the contents of O’Daly’s strong-box, the key to which he had brought with him from the vessel2—but not a single band of red tape had been untied3. The O’Mahony’s mood for investigation4 had exhausted5 itself in the work of getting the documents out. His hands were plunged6 deep into his trousers’ pockets now, and he gazed into the glowing peat.
His home-coming had been a thing to warm the most frigid7 heart. His own beat delightedly still at the thought of it. From time to time there reached his ears from the square without a vague braying8 noise, the sound of which curled his lips into the semblance9 of a grin. It seemed so droll10 to him that Muirisc should have a band—a fervent11 half-dozen of amateurs, with ancient and battered12 instruments which successive generations of regimental musicians bad pawned14 at Skibbereen or Bantry, and on which they played now, neither by note nor by ear, but solely15 by main strength.
The tumult16 of discord17 which they produced was dreadful, but The O’Mahony liked it. He had been pleasurably touched, too, by the wild enthusiasm of greeting with which Muirisc had met him when he disclosed himself on the main street, walking up to the police-station with Major Snaffle and Jerry. All the older inhabitants he knew, and shook hands with. The sight of younger people among them whom he did not know alone kept alive the recollection that he had been absent twelve long years. Old and young alike, and preceded by the hurriedly summoned band, they had followed him in triumphal procession when he came down the street again, with the liberated18 Jerry and Linsky at his heels. They were still outside, cheering and madly bawling19 their delight whenever the bandsmen stopped to take breath. Jerry, Linsky and the one-armed Malachy were out among them, broaching20 a cask of porter from the castle cellar; Mrs. Fergus and Mrs. Sullivan were in the kitchen cutting up bread and meat to go with the drink.
No wonder there were cheers! Small matter for marvel21 was it, either, that The O’Mahony smiled as he settled down still more lazily in his arm-chair and pushed his feet further toward the fire.
Presently he must go and fetch O’Daly and Kate from the vessel—or no, when Jerry came in he would send him on that errand. After his long journey The O’Mahony was tired and sleepy—all the more as he had sat up most of the night, out on deck, talking with O’Daly. What a journey it had been! Post-haste from far away, barbarous Armenia, where the faithful Malachy had found him in command of a Turkish battalion22, resting after the task of suppressing a provincial23 rebellion. Home they had wended their tireless way by Constantinople and Malta and mistral-swept Marseilles, and thence by land across to Havre. Here, oddly enough, he had fallen in with the French merchant to whom he had sold the Hen Hawk24 twelve years before—the merchant’s son had served with him in the Army of the Loire three years later, and was his friend—and he had been able to gratify the sudden fantastic whim25 of returning as he had departed in the quaint26, flush-decked, yawl-rigged old craft. It all seemed like a dream!
“If your honor plazes, there’s a young gintleman at the dure—a Misther O’Mahony, from America—w’u’d be afther having a word wid ye.”
It was the soft voice of good old Mrs. Sullivan that spoke27.
The O’Mahony woke with a start from his complacent28 day-dream. He drew his feet in, sat upright, and bit hard on his cigar for a minute in scowling29 reflection.
“Show him in,” he said, at last, and then straightened himself truculently30 to receive this meddling31 new-comer. He fastened a stern and hostile gaze upon the door.
Bernard seemed to miss entirely32 the frosty element in his reception. He advanced with a light step, hat in hand, to the side of the hearth, and held one hand with familiar nonchalance33 over the blaze, while he nodded amiably34 at his frowning host.
“I skipped off rather suddenly this morning,” he said, with a pleasant half-smile, “because I didn’t seem altogether needful to the party for the minute, and I had something else to do. I’ve dropped in now to say that I’m as glad as anybody here to see you back again. I’ve only been about Muirisc a few weeks, but I already feel as if I’d been born and brought up here. And so I’ve come around to do my share of the welcoming.”
“You seem to have made yourself pretty much at home, sir,” commented The O’Mahony, icily.
“You mean putting O’Daly down in the family vault35?” queried36 the young man. “Yes, perhaps it was making a little free, but, you see, time pressed. I couldn’t be in two places at once, now, could I? And while I went off to settle the convent business, there was no telling what O’Daly mightn’t be up to if we left him loose; so I thought it was best to take the liberty of shutting him up. You found him there, I judge, and took him out.”
The O’Mahony nodded curtly37, and eyed his visitor with cool disfavor.
“As long as you’re here, sir, you might as well take a seat,” he said, after a minute’s pause. “That ’s it. Now, sir, first of all, perhaps you wouldn’t mind telling me who you are and what the devil you mean, sir, by coming here and meddling in this way with other people’s private affairs.”
“Curious, isn’t it,” remarked the young man from Houghton County, blandly38, “how we Americans lug39 in the word ‘sir’ every other breath? They tell me no Englishman ever uses it at all.”
The O’Mahony stirred in his chair.
“I’m not as easy-going a man or as good-natured as I used to be, my young friend,” he said, with an affectation of calm, through which ran a threatening note.
“I shouldn’t have thought it,” protested Bernard. “You seemed the pink of politeness out there in the graveyard40 this morning. But I suppose years of campaigning—”
“See here!” the other interposed abruptly41. “Don’t fool with me. It’s a risky42 game! Unless you want trouble, stop monkeying and answer my question straight: Who are you?”
The young man had ceased smiling. His face had all at once become very grave, and he was staring at The O’Mahony with wide-open, bewildered eyes.
“True enough!” he gasped43, after his gaze had been so protracted44 that the other half rose from his seat in impatient anger. “Why—yes, sir! I’ll swear to it—well—this does beat all!”
“Your cheek beats all!” broke in The O’Mahony, springing to his feet in a gust45 of choleric46 heat.
Bernard stretched forth47 a restraining hand.
“Wait a minute,” he said, in evidently sincere anxiety not to be misunderstood, and picking his words slowly as he went along, “hold on—I’m not fooling! Please sit down again. I’ve got something important, and mighty48 queer, too, to say to you.”
The O’Mahony, with a grunt49 of reluctant acquiescing50, sat down once more. The two men looked at each other with troubled glances, the one vaguely51 suspicious, the other still round-eyed with surprise.
“You ask who I am,” Bernard began. “I’ll tell you. I was a little shaver—oh, six or seven years old—just at the beginning of the War. My father enlisted52 when they began raising troops. The recruiting tent in our town was in the old hay-market by the canal bridge. It seems to me, now, that they must have kept my father there for weeks alter he ’d put his uniform on. I used to go there every day, I know, with my mother to see him. But there was another soldier there—this is the queer thing about a boy’s memory—I remember him ever so much better than I do my own father. It’s—let’s see—eighteen years now, but I’d know him to this day, wherever I met him. He carried a gun, and he walked all day long up and down in front of the tent, like a polar bear in his cage. We boys thought he was the most important man in the whole army. Some of them knew him—he belonged to our section originally, it seems—and they said he’d been in lots of wars before. I can see him now, as plainly as—as I see you. His name was Tisdale—Zeb, I think it was—no, Zeke Tisdale.”
Perhaps The O’Mahony changed color. He sat with his back to the window, and the ruddy glow from the peat blaze made it impossible to tell. But he did not take his sharp gray eye off Bernard’s face, and it never so much as winked54.
“Very interesting,” he said, “but it doesn’t go very far toward explaining who you are. If I’m not mistaken, that was the question.”
“Me?” answered Bernard, “Oh, yes, I forgot that. Well, sir, I am the only surviving son of one Hugh O’Mahony, who was a shoemaker in Tecumseh, who served in the same regiment13, perhaps the same company, with this Zeke Tisdale I’ve told you about, and who, after the War, moved out to Michigan where he died.”
An oppressive silence settled upon the room. The O’Mahony still looked his companion straight in the face, but it was with a lack-luster eye and with the effect of having lost the physical power to look elsewhere. He drummed with his fingers in a mechanical way on the arms of the chair, as he kept up this abstracted and meaningless gaze.
There fell suddenly upon this long-continued silence the reverberation55 of an exceptionally violent outburst of uproar56 from the square.
“Cheers for The O’Mahony!” came from one of the lustiest of the now well-lubricated throats; and then followed a scattering57 volley of wild hurroos and echoing yells.
As these died away, a shrill58 voice lifted itself, screaming:
“Come out, O’Mahony, an’ spake to us! We’re dyin’ for a sight of you!”
The elder man had lifted his head and listened. Then he squinted59 and blinked his eyelids60 convulsively and turned his head away, but not before Bernard had caught the glint of moisture in his eyes.
The young man had not been conscious of being specially61 moved by what was happening. All at once he could feel his pulses vibrating like the strings62 of a harp53. His heart had come up into his throat. Nothing was visible to him but the stormy affection which Muirisc bore for this war-born, weather-beaten old impostor. And, clearly enough, he himself was thinking of only that.
Bernard rose and stepped to the hearth, instinctively63 holding one of his hands backward over the fire, though the room was uncomfortably hot.
“They’re calling for you outside, sir,” he said, almost deferentially64.
The remark seemed stupid after he had made it, but nothing else had come to his tongue.
The lurking65 softness in his tone caught the other’s ear, and he turned about fiercely.
“See here!” he said, between his teeth. “How much more of this is there going to be? I’ll fight you where you stand—here!—now!—old as I am—or I’ll—I’ll do something else—anything else—but d——m me if I’ll take any slack or soft-soap from you!”
This unexpected resentment66 of his sympathetic mood impressed Bernard curiously67. Without hesitation68, he stretched forth his hand. No responsive gesture was offered, but he went on, not heeding69 this. .
“My dear sir,” he said, “they are calling for you, as I said. They are hollering for ‘The O’Mahony of Muirisc.’ You are The O’Mahony of Muirisc, and will be till you die. You hear me!”
The O’Mahony gazed for a puzzled minute into his young companion’s face.
“Yes—I hear you,” he said, hesitatingly.
“You—are The—O’Mahony—of—Muirisc!” repeated Bernard, with a deliberation and emphasis; “and I’ll whip any man out of his boots who says you’re not, or so much as looks as if he doubted it!”
The old soldier had put his hands in his pockets and began walking slowly up and down the chamber70. After a time he looked up.
“I s’pose you can prove all this that you’ve been saying?” he asked, in a musing71 way.
“No—prove nothing! Don’t want to prove anything!” rejoined Bernard, stoutly72.
Another pause. The elder man halted once more in his meditative73 pacing to and fro.
“And you say I am The—The O’Mahony of Muirisc?” he remarked.
“Yes, I said it; I mean it!”
“Well, but—”
“There’s no ‘but’ about it, sir!”
“Yes, there is,” insisted The O’Mahony, drawing near and tentatively surrendering his hand to the other’s prompt and cordial clasp. “Supposing it all goes as you say—supposing I am The O’Mahony—what are you going to be?”
The young man’s eyes glistened74 and a happy change—half-smile, half-blush—blossomed all over his face.
“Well,” he said, still holding the other’s hand in his, “I don’t know just how to tell you—because I am not posted on the exact relationships; but I’ll put it this way: If it was your daughter that you ’d left on the vessel there with O’Daly, I’d say that what I propose to be was your son-in-law. See?”
It was only too clear that The O’Mahony did see. He had frowned at the first adumbration75 of the idea. He pulled his hand away now, and pushed the young man from him.
“No, you don’t!” he cried, angrily. “No, sirree! You can’t make any such bargain as that with me! Why—I’d ’a’ thought you’d ’a’ known me better! Me, going into a deal, with little Katie to be traded off? Why, man, you’re a fool!”
The O’Mahony turned on his heel contemptuously and strode up and down the room, with indignant sniffs76 at every step. All at once he stopped short.
“Yes,” he said, as if in answer to an argument with himself, “I’ll tell you to get out of this! You can go and do what you like—just whatever you may please—but I’m boss here yet, at all events, and I don’t want anybody around me who could propose that sort of thing. Me make Kate marry you in order to feather my own nest! There’s the door, young man!”
Bernard looked obdurately77 past the outstretched forefinger78 into the other’s face.
“Who said anything about your making her marry me?” he demanded. “And who talked about a deal? Why, look here, colonel”—the random79 title caught the ear of neither speaker nor impatient listener—“look at it this way: They all love you here in Muirisc; they’re just boiling over with joy because they’ve got you here. That sort of thing doesn’t happen so often between landlords and tenants80 that one can afford to bust81 it up when it does occur. And I—well—a man would be a brute82 to have tried to come between you and these people. Well, then, it’s just the same with me and Katie. We love each other—we are glad when we’re together; we’re unhappy when we’re apart. And so I say in this case as I said in the other, a mane between you and these people. Well, then, it’s just the same with me and Katie. We love each other—we are glad when we’re together; we’re unhappy when we’re apart. And so I say in this case as I said in the other, a man would be a brute—”
“Do you mean to tell me—” The O’Mahony broke in, and then was himself cut short.
“Yes, I do mean to tell you,” interrupted Bernard; “and, what’s more, she means to tell you, too, if you put on your hat and walk over to the convent.” Noting the other’s puzzled glance, he hastened on to explain: “I rowed over to your sloop83, or ship, or whatever you call it, after I left you this morning, and I brought her and O’Daly back with me on purpose to tell you.”
Before The O’Mahony had mastered this confusing piece of information, much less prepared verbal comment upon it, the door was thrust open; and, ushered84 in, as it were, by the sharply resounding85 clamor of the crowd outside, the burly figure of Jerry Higgins appeared.
“For the love o’ God, yer honor,” he exclaimed, in a high fever of excitement, “come along out to ‘em! Sure they’re that mad to lay eyes on ye, they’re ’ating each other like starved lobsters86 in a pot! Ould Barney Driscoll’s the divil wid the dhrink in him, an’ there he is ragin’ up an’ down, wid his big brass87 horn for a weapon, crackin’ skulls88 right an’ left; an’ black Clancy’s asleep in his drum—‘t was Sheehan putt him into it neck an’ crop—an’ ’t is three constables89 work to howld the boys from rollin’ him round in it, an—an—”
“All right, Jerry,” said The O’Mahony; “I’ll come right along.”
He put on his hat and relighted his cigar, in slow and silent deliberation. He tarried thereafter for a moment or two with an irresolute90 air, looking at the smoke-rings abstractedly as he blew them into the air.
Then, with a sudden decision, he walked over and linked Bernard’s arm in his own. They went out together without a word. In fact, there was no need for words.
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