She looked up at Heffernan on the car, and the sight of him, with his eyes fixed on her as if his life depended on what answer she would make ... and above all the useless foot hanging loose as he sat balanced there, helpless, just as she had settled him ... these things melted Margaret’s heart.
“You’ll ... you’ll think of it, maybe!” said Mickey, anxiously.
“Think!” said Margaret; “and what else do I be doing, only think!” and she laughed even as she went on: “But it’s an ould saying I often heard, ‘Thinking’s poor wit!’” and she ended with another laugh, that had a sob in it, too.
“Then you’ll agree?” said Heffernan.
“At your request!” said Margaret.
There now is the whole account of how Heffernan got a wife at long last, to bring into the Furry Farm. Of course there was talk about it. Some said Mickey was just caught on the rebound, and took Marg after losing the other girls.
“I b’lieve meself,” said Dan to Kitty, “it’s what Mickey couldn’t find it in his heart to see them two calves leaving the Furry Farm; and neither did he wish to have to pay Marg for them! Wasn’t it cheaper on him marry her and have them for nothing? let alone a girl like her to take care of them and him and all he has!”
“That’s no right way to be talking!” said Kitty; “won’t they both be the better of one another? and if they don’t live happy, that you and I may!”
CHAPTER VII
AN AMERICAN VISITOR
The talk about Heffernan being married at last had all died away, and Marg was well settled in at the Furry Farm, busy and contented, looking after the house and her old man there, when another affair arose at Ardenoo that was the cause of a great deal of unpleasantness and worry.