Levi heard what Robinson said, and came quickly out.
He seated himself behind the scales.
“Where is your gold?”
The man fumbled and brought out about an ounce. All the time he weighed it, the Jew's keen eye kept glancing into his face he lowered his eyes and could not conceal a certain uneasiness. When he was gone, Levi asked Robinson whether he knew that face.
“No,” said Robinson, “I don't.”
Levi called Nathan out.
“Nathan, look at that man, follow him cautiously, and tell me where we have seen him; above all, know him again. Surely that is the face of an enemy.”
Then the old man asked himself where he had seen such an eye and brow and shambling walk as that; and he fell into a brown study and groped among many years for the clew.
“What! is Erin-go-bragh up with the sun for once?” cried Robinson to Mary McDogherty, who passed him spade on shoulder.
“Sure if she warn't she'd never keep up with Newgut,” was the instant rejoinder.