Part 62 (1/2)
'There, sir--with the permission of my friends here--I will ask you to conclude your reminiscences of my private papers, which can have no possible interest for any one but myself.'
'Quite wrong in that,' cried Kilgobbin, wiping his eyes, which had run over with laughter. 'There's nothing I'd like so much as to hear more of them.'
'What was that about his heart?' whispered Curtis to Kate; 'was he wounded in the side also?'
'I believe so,' said she dryly; 'but I believe he has got quite over it by this time.'
'Will you say a word or two about me, Miss Kearney?' whispered he again; 'I'm not sure I improved my case by talking so freely; but as I saw you all so outspoken, I thought I'd fall into your ways.'
'Captain Curtis is much concerned for any fault he may have committed in this unhappy business,' said Kate, 'and he trusts that the agitation and excitement of the Donogan escape will excuse him.'
'That's your policy now,' interposed Kilgobbin. 'Catch the Fenian fellow, and n.o.body will remember the other incident.'
'We mean to give out that we know he has got clear away to America,' said Curtis, with an air of intense cunning. 'And to lull his suspicions, we have notices in print to say that no further rewards are to be given for his apprehension; so that he'll get a false confidence, and move about as before.'
'With such acuteness as yours on his trail, his arrest is certain,' said Walpole gravely.
'Well, I hope so, too,' said Curtis, in good faith for the compliment.'
Didn't I take up nine men for the search of arms here, though there were only five? One of them turned evidence,' added he gravely;' he was the fellow that swore Miss Kearney stood between you and the fire after they wounded you.'
'You are determined to make Mr. Walpole your friend,' whispered Nina in his ear; 'don't you see, sir, that you are ruining yourself?'
'I have often been puzzled to explain how it was that crime went unpunished in Ireland,' said Walpole sententiously.
'And you know now?' asked Curtis.
'Yes; in a great measure, you have supplied me with the information.'
'I believe it's all right now,' muttered the captain to Kate. 'If the swell owns that I have put him up to a thing or two, he'll not throw me over.'
'Would you give me three minutes of your time?' whispered Gorman O'Shea to Lord Kilgobbin, as they arose from table.
'Half an hour, my boy, or more if you want it. Come along with me now into my study, and we'll be safe there from all interruption.'
CHAPTER XLVI
SAGE ADVICE
'So then you're in a hobble with your aunt,' said Mr. Kearney, as he believed he had summed up the meaning of a very blundering explanation by Gorman O'Shea; 'isn't that it?'
'Yes, sir; I suppose it comes to that.'
'The old story, I've no doubt, if we only knew it--as old as the Patriarchs: the young ones go into debt, and think it very hard that the elders dislike the paying it.'
'No, no; I have no debts--at least, none to speak of.'
'It's a woman, then? Have you gone and married some good-looking girl, with no fortune and less family? Who is she?'