Love of Brothers

ed out of doors and everything aired and swept and dusted and repolished, for a home-coming so long delayed that people

idge: she seemed to wish to drop the "Mrs. Baker"-came

ys at the South lodge, and now, in her neat print dress, her silken hair braided tidily, her small face f

with a little surprise. "This is a quiet, honest place.

rightened!" She hurried on as though she did not wish to make any reference to the cause of Georgie's fright. "I heard men singin' along the

iet road. The people don't use it much. It runs down to a road

they'd keep the pe

friendly and kindly after a

lways was one for keep

trict. I wish I hadn't

h. "We had a sweet li

retty cottage, and an

about m

r eyes, the pale large eyes, had light

me a silver thimble when I was nine-a prize for needlework. Lady Frances used to say, 'Don't you keep her too close to work, Mrs. Horridge. A child must play with other children.' But my Granny she'd up and say: 'She's all I have, and I'd rather bury her than see her trapesin' about with boys like some I know.' And

ain she heaved th

alkin' so much. You'd maybe take a

. Susan had padlocked the gate again and held the key swinging from her finger, while sh

by that gate at night time," Lady O'Gara said. "We don't u

d eagerly. "I'm a light sleeper: and it wou

rvousness. Susan would forget her terror presently as she got further and further away from the bad days. Obvio

cutioner. You shall keep your padlocked gate. After all it is a bad road, I don't think Sir Shawn will wa

ssed I'd be frightened, so he brough

xtraordinarily unfretted for her forty-five years of life. But now the little crease

she had got over the scared look and the thinness which was almost emaciation. And how well that print suited her! Lady O'Gara had sent down a bundle of things to the South lodge, so that Susan might not ap

ble to use all you sent, m'lady, I'm such a good needlewoman. I hope I may mend your Ladyship's lace or any fine embroideries. Once

e I was a child, is no longer able for work that tries the eyes.

. "I do love fine needle-work, m'lady. Any fine damask cloths or the like I'll darn so you'd hardly know. I'm never hap

ction. "I was afraid it was going to be a grimy place for you, for it had been empty since

ed out the little place for me. The pots and pans turned in well. And he lent me a few things till,-maybe

ne went to America. I'll ask the parish priest and the nuns to

n flushed

es me, but fine work best of all. I can do lovely work tuckin' and veinin'. When

gloom. Now, with a few gaily coloured pictures of the Saints and Irish patriots on the walls, the dresser filled with bright crockery, including a whole shelf of lustre jugs, the pots and pans set out to advantage, to say nothing of

e worse, she added in her own mind, not particularizing what it was that was so much the worse. Round Susan, standing mee

Patsy had a taste, laughed at by his fellows, for book-buying, whenever the occasion arose. He was well-known at auctions round about the country, where he bought miscellaneous lots of books, with some few ornaments as well. She could see the backs of two books Patsy had a great admiratio

lending you his tr

he'd no use for the things. He's stripped himself bare, m'lady. I didn't know men were

fervour that Lady

and valued friend. I must find him some other things to keep him from missing these. Not books-I know his house is piled with books. He won't miss those, though he has gi

d I didn't want to have them taken from his walls. I expect they've left a mark on the wal

warning that Patsy must not be too much about t

er was to come back-you wouldn't let him claim me? The Master wouldn't let him claim me? I'd drown myself and the child before we'd go back to him. He did knock us about somet

o longer gentle, bl

He shall not trouble you.

and askin' for his wife and son and makin' a row and the police fetched, and it gettin' in the paper

serting you. We shall not give you up to him.

oked at it for a moment in amazement before she took it. The colour flooded back

ady," she said.

doing very well. It was so easy for him to reach the school by this gate, and he was beginning to get on

e Park." She looked a little apprehensively over the beautiful prospect of trees in their early Summer beauty, and t

. "If he came back looking for you no one could tell him where you were. Would you like a dog for compan

up,-"I should be very pleased to have it. So w

d see how Shot keeps walking before and behind me if he thinks he sees a su

r hand, as she looked after Lady O'Gara. There were tears in

along. She was a little late for lunch. "Poor Patsy! It would be a thousan