"Nora, what are we going to do?" was her first question.
"I am going to Dublin as soon as we can and you, of course, are going with me."
"I had my mind made up to try and get there to-morrow when we came back, but I am glad you are here, for now we can be together and won't have to worry about one another." She was speaking in her usual breathless fashion. "I'm afraid we can't go to-night," she said. "Did you hear that there is fighting in Ardee?"
"No," I answered. "I did not hear that; but if there is, we'll go there. It's on our way to Dublin. The men who are fighting will probably make their way to Dublin. If we can catch up with them we will be safer and more sure of getting there. Find out if there is a train to-night."
She went out and returned in a few minutes.
"No," she said. "There is no train to-night, but there is one leaving at five minutes to six in the morning."
"Well," I said. "I suppose we'll have to wait for that."
We caught the five minutes to six train in the morning. It brought us to a junction where we took tickets for Dundalk.
"You're going to a dangerous place," said the ticket agent.
"We won't mind that," we replied.