"Dan Dolan!" said Father Regan, as the reckless interloper flushed and paled beneath his steady gaze.
"Dan Dolan!" echoed Brother Tim, who had come in behind his honored visitor. "How ever did he get past me! I've been saying my beads1 at the door without this half hour."
"Swung in by Old Top," ventured Dan, feeling concealment2 was vain.
"You dared Old Top at this height, when scarcely a bough3 is sound! You must be mad, boy. It is God's mercy that you did not break your neck. Don't you know the tree is unsafe?"
"Yes, Father," answered Dan. "But--but I had to see Freddy again, and they wouldn't let me come up. I just had to see him, if it killed me."
And there was a sudden break in the young voice that startled his hearer. But a glance at the dizzy and forbidden height of Old Top and Father Regan was stern again.
"Why did you have to see him, if it killed you?" he asked briefly4.
"Because I wanted to tell how bad I felt about letting him get hurt, because--because he has been better to me than any boy in the school, because--because--" (again Dan's tone grew husky) "I just had to bid Freddy good-bye."
"O Father, no, no!" Freddy burst out tremulously. "Don't let him say good-bye! Don't send Dan away, Father, please! He won't fight any more, will you, Dan?"
"I am not promising5 that," answered Dan, sturdily. "I won't stand shoving and knocking, not even to keep my place here."
"O Dan!" cried Freddy, in dismay at such an assertion. "Why, you said you would work day and night to stay at Saint Andrew's!"
"Work, yes," replied Dan, gruffly. "I don't mind work, but I won't ever play lickspittle."
"And is that the way ye'd be talking before his reverence6?" broke in Brother Tim, indignantly. "Get out of the infirmary this minute, Dan Dolan; for it's the devil's own pride that is on yer lips and in yer heart, God forgive me for saying it."
"We'll settle this later," said Father Regan, quietly. "Go down to my study, Dan, and wait for me. I have a message for Freddy from his uncle."
"O Dan, Dan!" (There was a sob7 in the younger boy's voice as he felt all this parting might mean.) "I'll--I'll miss you dreadfully, Dan!"
"Don't!" said Dan, gripping his little comrade's hand. "I ain't worth missing. I'm glad I came, anyhow, to say good-bye and good-luck, Freddy!" And he turned away at the words, with something shining in his blue eyes that Father Regan knew was not all defiance8.
It was a long wait in the study. Dan had plenty of time to think, and his thoughts were not very cheerful. He felt he had lost his chance,--the chance that had been to him like the sudden opening of a gate in the grim stone wall of circumstances that had surrounded him,--a gate beyond which stretched free, sunlit paths to heights of which he had never dreamed. He had lost his chance; for a free scholarship at Saint Andrew's depended on good conduct and observance of rules as well as study; and Dan felt he had doubly and trebly forfeited9 his claim. But he would not whine10. Perhaps it was only the plucky11 spirit of the street Arab that filled his breast, perhaps something stronger and nobler that steadied his lip and kindled12 his eye, as he looked around the spacious13, book-lined room, and realized all that he was losing--had lost. For Dan loved his books,--the hard-earned scholarship proved it. Many a midnight hour had found him, wrapped in his worn blankets, studying by the light of a flaring14 candle-end stuck perilously16 on his bedpost, after good Aunt Win had thriftily17 put out the lamp, and believed Danny was sound asleep preparatory to a start on his beat at break of day.
"One of the brightest, clearest, quickest minds I ever knew," Dan's teacher had told Father Regan when awarding the scholarship,--"if he can only keep the track. But he has a bold spirit, and it will be hard on him among all those 'high-steppers' of yours at Saint Andrew's. He is likely to bolt and break away."
But Dan had been too busy with his books all the year to mind "high-steppers." His patched jacket kept the head of the classes, and his stubby-toed shoes marched up every month to get the ticket, and he had helped more than one heavy-witted "high-stepper" through conditions that threatened to put him out of the race. Most of the Saint Andrew's boys were manly18 youngsters, with whom jackets and shoes did not count against brain and brawn19; and strong, clever, quick-witted Dan had held his place in schoolroom and playground unquestioned. But there were exceptions, and Dud Fielding was one of them. He had disliked the "poor scholar" from the first. Dud was a tall, handsome fellow, filled with ideas of his own importance; and Dan had downed him more than once in field and class-room, to his great disgust. Worst than all, in appreciation20 of his careful costuming, Dan had alluded21 to him as "Dudey,"--a boyish liberty which, considering the speaker's patched jacket, Master Fielding could not forgive. It was the repetition of this remark, when Dud had appeared garbed22 in a summer suit of spotless linen23, that had precipitated24 yesterday's fight.
Altogether, with all the restraints and interests of school time removed, vacation was proving a perilous15 period to the "left-overs" at Saint Andrew's. Dan realized this as, turning his back on the book-lined room, with his hands thrust in his pockets, looking gloomily out of the broad window that opened on the quadrangle, he stood awaiting "judgment25." He expected no mercy: he felt grimly he had no claim to it. Maybe if he had a rich father or uncle or somebody grand and great to speak up for him, he might be given another chance; but a poor boy who, as Dud Fielding said, ought to be "ditch digging"--Dan choked up again at the thought that, after all, perhaps Dud was right: he was not the sort to be pushing in here. He ought to be out in his own rough world, working his own rough way. All those fancies of his for better, higher things had been only "pipe dreams."
But jing, it would be hard to give up! Dan looked out at the quadrangle where he had led so many a merry game; at the ball field, scene of battle and victory that even Dud Fielding could not dispute; at the long stretch of the study hall windows opposite; at the oriel of the chapel26 beyond. All spoke27 to him of a life that had been like air and sunshine to a plant stretching its roots and tendrils in the dark.
And he must leave it all! He must go back again to the old ways, the old work! He was big enough now to drive a butcher's wagon28, or clean fish and stuff sausages at Pete Patterson's market store; or--or--there were other things he could do that a fellow like him must do when he is "down and out." And while he still stared from the window, the grim, dogged look settling heavier upon his young face, Dan caught a footstep behind him, and turned to face Father Regan.
"I've kept you waiting longer than I expected, Dan, but I had great news for Freddy,--news that took some time to tell." The speaker sank into the tall stiff-backed chair known to many a young sinner as the "judgment seat." "Now" (the clear, keen eyes fixed29 themselves gravely on the boy) "I want to have a talk with you. Things can not go on in this way any longer, even in vacation time. I must say that, after the last year's good record, I am disappointed in you, Dan,--sorely disappointed."
"I'm sorry, Father," was the respectful answer, but the grim, hard look on the young face did not change. "I've made a lot of trouble, I know."
"You have," was the grave answer, "and trouble I did not expect from you. Still, circumstances have been against you, I must confess. But this does not alter the fact that you have broken strict rules that even in vacation we can not relax,--broken them deliberately30 and recklessly. You are evidently impatient of the restraint here at Saint Andrew's; so I have concluded not to keep you here any longer, Dan."
"I'm not asking it, Father." Dan tried bravely to steady voice and lip. "I'm ready to go whenever you say."
"To-morrow, then," continued Father Regan,--"I've made arrangements for you to leave to-morrow at ten. Brother Francis will see that your trunk is packed to-night."
"Yes, Father," said Dan, somewhat bewildered at the friendly tone in which this sentence was delivered. "I'd like to see Mr. Raymond and Mr. Shipman before I go, and thank them for all they've done for me; and Father Roach and Father Walsh and all of them; and to say I'm sorry I made any trouble."
"Good gracious," laughed Father Regan, "one would think you were on your dying bed, boy!"
"I--I feel like it," blurted31 out Dan, no longer able to choke down the lump in his throat. "I'd rather die, a good deal."
"Rather die!" exclaimed Father Regan,--"rather die than go to Killykinick!"
"Killykinick!" echoed Dan, breathlessly. "You're not--not sending me to a Reform, Father?"
"Reform!" repeated the priest.
"For I won't go," said Dan, desperately32. "You haven't any right to put me there. I'm not wild and bad enough for that. I'll keep honest and respectable. I'll go to work. I can get a job at Pete Patterson's sausage shop to-morrow."
"Reform! Sausage shop! What are you talking about, you foolish boy, when I am only sending you all off for a summer holiday at the seashore?"
"A summer holiday at the seashore!" echoed Dan in bewilderment.
"Yes, at Freddy's place--Killykinick. I have just heard from his uncle, and he thinks it would be a fine thing to send Freddy up there to shake off his malaria33. There's a queer old house that his great-uncle left him, and an old sailor who still lives there to look out for things; and all the boating, bathing, swimming, fishing a set of lively young fellows can want; so I am going to ship you all off there to-morrow morning with Brother Bart. It's plain you can't stand six weeks of vacation here, especially when there will be a general retreat for the Fathers next month. You see, I simply have to send you away."
"And you mean--you mean--" (Dan's voice trembled, his eyes shone,)--"you mean I can come back?"
"Come back, of course, when school opens."
"Jing!" said Dan, drawing a long breath. "I--I thought you were putting me out for good and all. I thought, with the fight and the climb and hurting Freddy I--I had done for myself. I thought--" Here Dan's feelings became too much for him, and he could only gulp34 down the sob that rose in his throat, with a look that went to Father Regan's kind heart.
"My poor boy, no, no! Put you out of Saint Andrew's for good and all! I never thought of such a thing for a moment. Of course I object seriously to fighting, to your reckless venture to Old Top; but--well, you had strong temptations, and in vacation time one must not be too severe. At Killykinick there will be more elbow-room. Have you ever been to the seashore?"
"Never farther than the wharfs36. But I can swim and dive and float," answered Dan, wisely reserving the information that, as a member of the "Wharf35 Rats," he had been ducked overboard at the age of six, to sink or swim.
"Good!" said Father Regan. "Then you'll have a fine time. And I am depending on you to look out for the other boys. They have grown up in softer ways, and are not used to roughing it, as it is likely you will have to rough it at Killykinick. But it will be good for you all,--for you all," repeated the speaker cheerily, as he saw in Dan's brightening face the joyful37 relief the boy did not know how to speak. "And you will come back ready for double 'X' work in the fall. I am looking for great things from you, Dan. You've made a fine start, my boy! Keep it up, and some day you will be signing all the capital letters to Dan Dolan's name that Saint Andrew's can bestow38."
"Sure I don't know about that, Father," said Dan, his speech softening39 into Aunt Winnie's Irish tones with the warming of his heart. "You're very good to me, but sometimes I think--well, what I thrashed Dud Fielding for telling me: that I've no right to be pushing into a grand school like this. I ought to keep my place."
"And where is your place?" was the calm question.
"Sure, sure--" Dan hesitated as he recalled a very checkered40 childhood. "Now that Aunt Winnie is all broke up, I can't say, Father."
"Then I will tell you, my boy! Just now, by the goodness and guidance of God, it is here,--here, where you have equal rights with any boy in the school. You have won them in winning your scholarship; they are yours as justly as if you had a father paying a thousand a year. There may be a little rough rubbing now and then from fellows like Dud Fielding; but--well, everything that is worth having has its cost. So stand to your colors! Be, as you said yesterday, neither a bully41 nor a coward, but a man. Now go to see Aunt Winnie and bid her good-bye. Tell her I am sending you off for the jolliest kind of a holiday to Killykinick."
"I--I don't know how to thank you, Father!" stammered42 Dan, feeling that his blackened sky had suddenly burst into rainbow light.
"Don't try," was the kind answer. "I understand, Dan. God bless you, my boy!"
And, laying his hand for a moment on Dan's sandy thatch43 of hair, Father Regan dismissed the case.
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