Robbery Under Arms [197]
and by he comes out again and catches the old mare.
`I ain't been out of this blessed hole,' he says, `for a month of Sundays. I'm dead tired of seeing nothin' and doin' nothin'. I'll crawl over to old Davy's for our letters and papers. We ain't heard nothing for a year, seems to me.'
Dad was strong enough to get about in the saddle again, and we weren't sorry to get shut of him for a bit. He was that cranky at times there was no living with him. As for ourselves, we were regular wild for some sort of get away for a bit of a change; so we hadn't talked it over very long before we made up our minds to take a run over to Jonathan Barnes's and have a bit of fun, just to take the taste out of our mouths of Aileen's going away.
We had to dress ourselves very quiet and get fresh horses -- nags that had nothing particular about them to make people look, at the same time with a bit of go in them in case we were pushed at any time.
No sooner said than done. We went to work and got everything ready, and by three o'clock we were off -- all three of us, and never in better heart in our lives -- for a bit of fun or devilment; it didn't matter which came first.
When we got to Jonathan's it was latish, but that didn't matter to us or to the girls neither; they were always ready for a bit of fun, night or day. However, just at first they pretended to be rather high and mighty about this business of Hagan's.
`Oh! it's you, is it?' says Bella, after we walked in. `I don't know as it's safe for us to be knowing such dangerous characters. There's a new law against harbouring, father says. He's pretty frightened, I can tell you, and for two pins we'd be told to shut the door in your faces.'
`You can do that if you like now,' says I; `we shan't want telling twice, I daresay. But what makes you so stiff to-night?'
`Why, Hagan's business, of course,' says Maddie; `four men killed in cold blood. Only I know you couldn't and wouldn't be in it I'd not know any of ye from a crow. There now.'
`Quite right, most beauteous Madeline,' says Starlight; `it was a very dreadful affair, though I believe there was some reason for old Ben being angry. Of course, you know we weren't within miles of the place when it was done. You remember the night we were here last?'
`Of course we do, Captain, quite well. Weren't you going to dance at Bella's wedding and all? You'll have to do that sooner than we expected, though.'
`Glad to hear it, but listen to me, my dear; I want you to know the truth. We rode straight back to the -- to where we lived -- and, of course, found the old man gone away from the place. We tracked him right enough, but came up when it was all over. Daly and Moran were the chief actors in that tragedy.'
`Oh, we said it was Moran's work from the first, didn't we, Bill? It's just the line he's cut out for. I always think he ought to have a bowl and dagger. He looks like the villain on the stage.'
`On or off the stage he can support the principal part in that line most naturally,' says Starlight; `but I prophesy he will be cut off in the midst of his glorious career. He's beastly cunning, but he'll be trapped yet.'
`It's a pity Jim can't stay a few days with us,' says Maddie; `I believe we'd find a way of passing him on to Victoria. I've known more than one or two, or half-a-dozen either, that has been put through the same way.'
`For God's sake, Mad, lay me on!' says poor Jim, `and I'll go on my knees to you.'
`Oh! I daresay,' says Maddie, looking saucy, `but I like a man to be fond of some woman in a proper way, even if it isn't me; so I'll do what I can to help you to your wife and pickaninny.'
`We must get you into the police force, Maddie,' says Starlight, `or make you a sort of inspector, unattached, if you're so clever at managing these little affairs. But what's the idea?'
`Well,' says she, settling herself in a chair, spreading out her dress, and looking very knowing, `there's an old gentleman being driven all the way overland in a sort of light Yankee trap, and the young
`I ain't been out of this blessed hole,' he says, `for a month of Sundays. I'm dead tired of seeing nothin' and doin' nothin'. I'll crawl over to old Davy's for our letters and papers. We ain't heard nothing for a year, seems to me.'
Dad was strong enough to get about in the saddle again, and we weren't sorry to get shut of him for a bit. He was that cranky at times there was no living with him. As for ourselves, we were regular wild for some sort of get away for a bit of a change; so we hadn't talked it over very long before we made up our minds to take a run over to Jonathan Barnes's and have a bit of fun, just to take the taste out of our mouths of Aileen's going away.
We had to dress ourselves very quiet and get fresh horses -- nags that had nothing particular about them to make people look, at the same time with a bit of go in them in case we were pushed at any time.
No sooner said than done. We went to work and got everything ready, and by three o'clock we were off -- all three of us, and never in better heart in our lives -- for a bit of fun or devilment; it didn't matter which came first.
When we got to Jonathan's it was latish, but that didn't matter to us or to the girls neither; they were always ready for a bit of fun, night or day. However, just at first they pretended to be rather high and mighty about this business of Hagan's.
`Oh! it's you, is it?' says Bella, after we walked in. `I don't know as it's safe for us to be knowing such dangerous characters. There's a new law against harbouring, father says. He's pretty frightened, I can tell you, and for two pins we'd be told to shut the door in your faces.'
`You can do that if you like now,' says I; `we shan't want telling twice, I daresay. But what makes you so stiff to-night?'
`Why, Hagan's business, of course,' says Maddie; `four men killed in cold blood. Only I know you couldn't and wouldn't be in it I'd not know any of ye from a crow. There now.'
`Quite right, most beauteous Madeline,' says Starlight; `it was a very dreadful affair, though I believe there was some reason for old Ben being angry. Of course, you know we weren't within miles of the place when it was done. You remember the night we were here last?'
`Of course we do, Captain, quite well. Weren't you going to dance at Bella's wedding and all? You'll have to do that sooner than we expected, though.'
`Glad to hear it, but listen to me, my dear; I want you to know the truth. We rode straight back to the -- to where we lived -- and, of course, found the old man gone away from the place. We tracked him right enough, but came up when it was all over. Daly and Moran were the chief actors in that tragedy.'
`Oh, we said it was Moran's work from the first, didn't we, Bill? It's just the line he's cut out for. I always think he ought to have a bowl and dagger. He looks like the villain on the stage.'
`On or off the stage he can support the principal part in that line most naturally,' says Starlight; `but I prophesy he will be cut off in the midst of his glorious career. He's beastly cunning, but he'll be trapped yet.'
`It's a pity Jim can't stay a few days with us,' says Maddie; `I believe we'd find a way of passing him on to Victoria. I've known more than one or two, or half-a-dozen either, that has been put through the same way.'
`For God's sake, Mad, lay me on!' says poor Jim, `and I'll go on my knees to you.'
`Oh! I daresay,' says Maddie, looking saucy, `but I like a man to be fond of some woman in a proper way, even if it isn't me; so I'll do what I can to help you to your wife and pickaninny.'
`We must get you into the police force, Maddie,' says Starlight, `or make you a sort of inspector, unattached, if you're so clever at managing these little affairs. But what's the idea?'
`Well,' says she, settling herself in a chair, spreading out her dress, and looking very knowing, `there's an old gentleman being driven all the way overland in a sort of light Yankee trap, and the young