Mary always said she would not
believe dishonour and deliberate misdoing on Luke's part. I ought to
have had her faith."
"It is not too late," I said. "Let Garret Dawson publish his news! We
shall see what he has to tell."
"But there is no disproving it, for Luke is dead and gone."
"On your own reasoning, dearest Gran," I said. "If we will not believe
in Uncle Luke's disgrace then there is no disgrace for us. We shall only
take it that Garret Dawson bears false witness. Who would believe Garret
Dawson against Luke L'Estrange?"
"Ah, but you have lost your lover, my poor Bawn," she said tenderly.
"You have lost Theobald, and this old house will pass away from you and
him. It is all mortgaged and there is Luke's debt."
"Let it go," I said, wincing. "But as for Theobald, never fret about
that, Gran. We were only brother and sister, too close to become
closer."
"I think the wedding has turned Maureen's head," my grandmother went on
fretfully. "I found her setting Luke's room in order. She would have it
that he was coming home from school by the hooker from Galway. She has
made his bed and put his room in order and she asked me at what hour she
should light his fire.
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