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that badly rared and valgar," Across the street stood the he explained in & cautious police barracks;' I half thought whisper.

of applying there for shelter, My friends the Fagans lived but judging by the reception at the far end of the main given me by Herlihy the grocer street. Mr James Fagan oom- and the Fagans, it seemed bined farming with a little futile to expeot any response horse-dealing, and had married from the police. For the R.I.C. the heiress of a small general live in hourly expeotation of store. I had known them a death, and a summons to the good many years, and before door by night oan have but one the war had often stopped meaning for them. at their shop for tea on my So, with the energy of deway home from hunting. spair, I went on knooking at

The shutters were already the Fagans' door, and by-andap in the shop window. by a slight oreaking overhead Through a chink I observed told that a window was being Mrs Fagan, her little nieoe, oautiously opened. and Hannah, the elderly maid, “Mrs Fagan," I called, oounting the money and tidy- “ don't you know me?" ing the shop for the night. “God bless as and save us After knooking at the door this night!” was the reply in with no result, I again peeped the voice of Hannah, the elderly in. The ohild had vanished, maid. and the two women were Too utterly astonished for hurrying out of the back-door. any speech except breathless Mrs Fagan, staggering under invooations upon the saints, the weight of large cash- she let me in at last, and box, glanced back as she passed pointed to the staircase. Upthrough the door; her eyes stairs, upon the landing, the were terrified, her usually Fagan family were assembled ruddy cheeks chalk-white. A in silent consternation. The moment later her husband little niece was orouohing darted into the shop with the under a table; Mr Fagan, desperate air of one oongoi- armed with a stout huntingously facing death. He seized crop, was supporting his wife, the hanging-lamp-& puff, and who later on told me that after it was extinguished. In the hiding the cash-box under the darkness I heard the back-door tiok, all she could do was slam.

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find oneself the next. Round. burning in the main street of ing a turn into & sheltered Clashagoppal. I wished to hollow, a faint whistle sounded, telephone to my people at and we raced past a orong- home, knowing they must be roads: for a second I heard anxious about me; so my benethe skirl of pipes, and oaught faotor put me out at the a glimpse of a long row of grooery-store owned by ono men drilling.

Daniel Herlihy, a very respeotThe sudden slowing of the able man, who had installed a car, accompanied by an ex. telephone and electrio-light in olamation from my benefaotor, his shop, and who owned a made me open my eyes, which Ford oar and a permit, though I had olosed owing to the lash- rumour said he had been ing rain. We were passing warned to make no use of through a deep-wooded glen the latter. & few miles from Clashagop. To my surprise, before I pul. Just ahead, a great ob- could reach the door it was stacle reared itself right in the slammed in my face; I heard middle of the road. At first the key grating in the lock, sight, lit up as it was by the and the cheerful shop-window white glare from the head. beoame dark. I knooked and lights, it suggested a model shook the door violently-somoof the rising sun carved in thing gave way, and it opened. rough stone, the rays spread. The shop was plunged in coming fan-like to either side of plete darkness. I stumbled in the road. A closer view a little way and stood still, showed it to be the stump unoertain what to do next. and roots of a huge tree Regan, who had evidently placed on its side, reinforced grasped the situation, followed with brushwood, and to all me. appearanoe oompletely blook. “Ab, Danny, come out of ing the road.

that now," he said ; "sure Regan, however, must have ye've no call to be afraid this deteoted a weak spot, for after time. 'Tis only a lady wanting & moment's hesitation he to telephone." He switched on rushed the car to the left of the light; Danny Herlihy rose the obstacle, and though it from beneath the counter, lookgrazed the roots on one side ing foolish, and thrusting into and the edge of the road on the an inner pooket something other, it oame safely through. suspiciously like a revolver,

I fully expeoted & volley of He was profuse in his a polshots from the high rooky ogies. “When I seen the banks, but it is evident that motor at the door, I thought those responsible for the ob- maybe some of them Sinn staole had grown tired of wait- Feiners was after me permit. ing in the rain for a chance oar, 'Faith, there's no knowing when and had taken themselves off. they'd take a notion to come

In spite of the lateness of out and shoot ye; and they'd the hour, lights were still shoot ye dead, mind! They're

that badly rared and valgar,” Across the street stood the he explained in & cautious police barracks;'I half thought whisper.

of applying there for shelter, My friends the Fagans lived but judging by the reception at the far end of the main given me by Herlihy the grocer street. Mr James Fagan oom- and the Fagans, it seemed bined farming with a little futile to expeot any response horse-dealing, and had married from the police. For the R.I.C. the heiress of a small general live in hourly expeotation of store. I had known them & death, and a summons to the good many years, and before door by night oan have but one the war had often stopped meaning for them. at their shop for tea on my So, with the energy of deway home from hunting. spair, I went on knooking at

The shutters were already the Fagans' door, and by-andap in the shop window. by a slight oreaking overhead Through a chink I observed told that a window was being Mrs Fagan, her little niece, cautiously opened. and Hannah, the elderly maid, “Mrs Fagan," I called, counting the money and tidy- “ don't you know me?" ing the shop for the night. “God bless us and save us After knooking at the door this night!” was the reply in with no result, I again peeped the voice of Hannah, the elderly in. The obild had vanished, maid. and the two women were Too utterly astonished for hurrying out of the back-door. any speech except breathless Mrs Fagan, staggering under invooations upon the saints, the weight of a large cash- she let me in at last, and box, glanced back as she passed pointed to the stairoase. Upthrough the door; her eyes stairs, upon the landing, the were terrified, her usually Fagan family were assembled raddy cheeks ohalk-white. Å in silent consternation. The moment later her husband little niece was crouching darted into the shop with the under & table; Mr Fagan, desperate air of one oongoi- armed with a stoat huntingously facing death. He seized orop, was supporting his wife, the hanging-lamp—& paff, and who later on told me that after it was extinguished. In the hiding the oash-box under the darkness I heard the back.door tiok, all she could do was to slam.

olap her hand on her heart and It was an ancomfortable say, “God help as, Jamesy, position in which to find one- they've come !" self at midnight in mid-winter, The Fagans were horrified having had nothing to eat for at what-in spite of the excuse just ten hours, and with tor- of the "quare times "—they rents of rain falling!

oonsidered an unpardonable

1 A few nights later this barrack was blown up by Sinn Feiners after a fight lasting several hours.

VOL, CCVIII.-NO. MCCLVII.

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