"Oh, Jack, you are in
danger!"
"Sure, it is not very bad, my sweetheart. And yet it may be wise
that we make a move before it is worse."
"Make a move?"
"I promised you once that I would go some day. I think the time
is coming. I had news to-night, bad news, and I see trouble
coming."
"The police?"
"Well, a Pinkerton. But, sure, you wouldn't know what that is,
acushla, nor what it may mean to the likes of me. I'm too deep
in this thing, and I may have to get out of it quick. You said
you would come with me if I went."
"Oh, Jack, it would be the saving of you!"
"I'm an honest man in some things, Ettie. I wouldn't hurt a hair
of your bonny head for all that the world can give, nor ever pull
you down one inch from the golden throne above the clouds where I
always see you. Would you trust me?"
She put her hand in his without a word. "Well, then, listen to
what I say, and do as I order you, for indeed it's the only way
for us. Things are going to happen in this valley. I feel it in
my bones. There may be many of us that will have to look out for
ourselves. I'm one, anyhow. If I go, by day or night, it's you
that must come with me!"
"I'd come after you, Jack.
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