Love of Brothers

dimple to Lady O'Gara's cheek. She watched them as though they were youn

w back, chilled by something she detected in Ei

y O'Gara's attention was otherwise absorbed so that she did not notice the sudden delighted friendliness in Te

e was coming. To Lady O'Gara's anxious eye Sir Shawn looked pale. He had been pale of late, with curious shadows about his face, but

d if Mrs. Comerford saw a great change in him. It ought to have been a very happy occasion. Mrs. Comerford had met Shawn with an air of aff

had made it difficult for myself to come back: but I have wante

t have seen a ghost. It distracted her from her talk across the table with Mrs. Comerford, happy talk of friends long parted and re-united, full of "Don't you remember?" an

a glance, that Eileen had little chance against the new-comer's vivacity. She sat with her lips pursed a little and something of gloom on her face. Terry, between his sallies with Stella, who was at once shy and bright, full of those charming glances out of the eyes which

Stella, while loyally endeavouring to keep up his former attitude towards Eileen. If Eileen wished to keep him she went the worst possible way about i

old. That lovely pale hair of hers I took it in my hands one day when it was undo

and so interested in the new life that the slower Eileen was rather left out of things, her attitude towards Eileen was most disarming. She admired her

ith a flash of tears in her eyes, "if I was

iven her your seed-pea

a gift to pass from

for small attentions and such gifts as he might give her. Eileen's incessant eating of chocolate had made Lady O'Gara wonder how she could give so good an account of herself at meal-times. She smoked-it was a new fashion of which Lady O'Gara did not altogether approve-a cigarette now and again and Terry supplied the gold-tipped, scented kind which Eileen t

the doctor at Inver, and a doctor himself in the Indian Army. Anthony Creagh and his wife had an overflowing quiverful. Lady O'Gara made excuses for the girl who must have

ent?" Sir Shawn asked his wife

ll Sept

A pity he should waste

he phi

rt sound in it. She found no

me. Now apparently he inclines to Stella.

such a thing,-as incapable as you yourself. He is

ething piteou

ace by the chin till he

ve," he said. "You made your own of me, Mary,

d nursed all the children. Eileen complained with a fastidious disgust that Stella did not seem to know whether the children were dirty or

She doesn't know what fear is. She ups and says to me the other day whin I bid her not make too free

the half-door of whose lodge he was leaning. He often paid Susan a visit in t

made as if to go; but lingered to ask w

lance at Susan's hair, neatly braided around a face t

ovely head of hair,"

notice of her side-face? It's the purtiest, softest thing I ever se

ladies is Mr. Terry

cratched his head. "I wouldn't be sur

ey came quite near him. Their path wound round by a little wood which, since it belonged to the paddock of the mares, was surrounded by high hurdles. Th

me upon the bull unawares. He was grazing when they first s

in a whisper. "He is not to be tru

d and stared at them. E

begun to retr

steadily on the bull. The day was chilly and Lady O'Gara had wrapped the girls up in Connemara cloaks of r

etly without taking her eyes from t

never looking back to

h about to charge. He roared, a roar that seemed to shake the ground. As he ca

osed and opened by an iron switch. As she ran, the roars of the bull followed her. He was rending Lady O'Gara's Co

did not discover that Eileen was not holding the gate open for her. It was apparently shut to. Would she have ti

s no time, no time even to climb the gate. The bull was upon her with a rush. She felt the wind of his approach. She closed her eyes and clung to the gate

r, a stone flung with an unerring aim which struck the bull in the forehead. The gate opened w

e not going to faint, are you? Just look at that chap tea

he asked. "She was t

ing down, recovering herself. Lucky I heard the roars of the bull and was so close at hand. I suppose it was Eileen who sh

ak, had trotted away and was grazing quietly, some of the tattered

animal could be so a

his brute had no business here. He must have broken through the hedge. He might have got into the f

idn't get in among

orrible thing, but bett

mething childish about her beauty, something boyish about the

said, with a vengeful glance in the

him with that st

harp edge. How lucky

ry pale. Quickly his arm went

" he said. "I am so sor

o her face. She withdr

id. "It was splendid how

as very goodly in his flannels, with his alert slender darknes

be cautious; but any one would be afraid of Brady's bull. Don't be timid li

e time when he had found

hed. "After all," she lifted her eyes to him as though she asked for

sound in his voice as though she was very pl

where Eileen sat watching

time. Wasn't that a horrid brute? I ne

the gate after you," Terry said, with young condemning ey

way as far as I could from him. I shan't walk in the fi

rses, or one of them trotted up to be petted and stroked. She knew she was disapproved of, and the knowledge was unpleasant to her, although it did not cause