“Yes.”
“Was there anybody living there beside us?”
The question was so innocent and sweet that Tom thought his heart would break, and Biddy again came to his rescue.
“Anybody else? Well, I should think so. I was there half the time myself. And there were more people on that beautiful island than you’d ever expect to see in such a small island again.”
Tom looked reproachfully at Biddy.
“Yes,” said he slowly, “I lived there myself.”
“Oh, did you now?” laughed Nellie, “and I did, too. Wasn’t it romantic?”
“Very,” replied Tom, giving a dreadful look at Biddy.
“What did you do there, Tom?” asked the girl.
This was hard to get over, but Biddy, with her Irish wit, was not to be stumped in such a matter.