"You will have to leave the room, if you speak again before Mrs. Malone has finished her story," said Bessie, severely.
"So, by hook or by crook, who should get wind of Misther Gay Spark, but Sweeny himself."
Mrs. Malone paused dramatically, that the awful news of the situation should have time to take effect.
"Oh, dear!" said Bessie, "how terrible for poor Jane. Do tell me the rest without delay. I 'm getting so excited."
"I 'll not sleep to-night, thinking of it," declared Moore. "Really, Mrs. Malone, you do wrong to harrow up our feelings in this thrilling manner. Well, Jennie is discovered, and then--?"
"Then Sweeny learned that the unknown gintilman was to meet her to-night."
"How did he learn that?" asked Moore, greatly interested.
"From Jane."
"That girl talks too much. She does n't deserve to be the flame of such a spark," said the poet, utterly disgusted with the heroine of the tale.
"Niver mind thot. So Sweeny has locked up the gal in her room--"