"Is there anything wrong?" said Art.
"She's only laughing at a joke I told her," said Patsy. "Make that ass go on, Mary a grah, for it's walking as if it was going asleep."
Caeltia was looking at Mac Cann so fixedly, with such a severe gravity of eye, that the blood of the man turned to water and he could scarcely hold himself upright. For the first time in his life Mac Cann knew what fear was.
"To-morrow," said Caeltia, "we will be going away from you, let us be peaceful then for our last night together."
"Aye," said Patsy, "let us be comfortable for this night of all nights."
He turned away, and with a great effort at carelessness he moved to the donkey's head.
"Come on, Mary," said he.
Eileen Ni Cooley trod beside him for a moment.
"What's wrong with you, Padraig?" said she.
"Nothing at all, Eileen, just leave me alone for a minute for I want to talk to the girl."