And my right hand's got cramps in the palm of it this minute,' he adds, glarin' at the young one.
"Father McGrath stood up and reached for his hat.

Margaret began to cry.
Archibald, dear, whooped and kicked the furniture.

And just then the front-door bell rang.
"For a minute I thought 'twas Cousin Harriet and the Holdens come back, but then I knew it was hours too early for that.

Margaret was too much upset to be fit for company, so I answered the bell myself.

And who in the world should be standin' on the steps but that big Dempsey man, the boss of the Golconda House, where me and Simeon had been stayin'; the feller we'd spoke to that very mornin'.
"'Good evenin', sor,' says he, in a voice as deep as a well.