He sent the physician ahead and then
rushed to Mrs. Dolan's. She saw him drive up and came to the door.
"Send Mary home and ye come too," Dannie called before she had time
to speak. "Jimmy lay oot all last nicht, and I'm afraid he's dead."
Mrs. Dolan hurried in and repeated the message to Mary. She sat
speechless while her sister bustled about putting on her wraps.
"I ain't goin'," she said shortly. "If I got sight of him, I'd
kill him if he wasn't dead."
"Oh, yis you are goin'," said Katy Dolan. "If he's dead, you know,
it will save you being hanged for killing him. Get on these things
of mine and hurry. You got to go for decency sake; and kape a still
tongue in your head. Dannie Micnoun is waiting for us."
Together they went out and climbed into the carriage. Mary said
nothing, but Dannie was too miserable to notice.
"You didn't find him thin, last night?" asked Mrs. Dolan.
"Na!" shivered Dannie. "I was in town twice. I hunted almost all
nicht. At last I made sure you had taken him in and I went to bed.
It was three o'clock then. I must have passed often, wi'in a few
yards of him."
"Where was he?" asked Katy.
"Behind the straw-stack," replied Dannie.
"Do you think he will die?"
"Dee!" cried Dannie. "Jimmy dee! Oh, my God! We mauna let him!"
Mrs. Dolan took a furtive peep at Mary, who, dry-eyed and white,
was staring straight ahead. She was trembling and very pale, but if
Katy Dolan knew anything she knew that her sister's face was
unforgiving and she did not in the least blame her.
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