"Do stay! Oh, do stay!"
Again he shook his head, and pulled the bell-rope.
"I've put the notes here—under the clock."
"All right!—all right! But, Larry, can't you stay? It's a horrible night."
"I can't!" Then, as the door opened and Burke appeared, he turned to him hastily: "Burke, bring me a lantern. I want to get the boat out."
At last Clodagh's mind was torn from its own concerns.
"The boat! You're not going to cross the bay on a night like this?"
Old Burke came forward, looking from one to the other.
"Wisha, Masther Larry, is it crazy you are?"
Asshlin turned his flushed face on the old servant.