"
"Oh, lovely, delicious! There never was such a queen," cried Susy
Hopkins.
The little meeting broke up amidst universal applause.
CHAPTER VIII.
THE BOX FROM DUBLIN AND ITS TREASURES.
Kathleen returned quite safely to Myrtle Lodge. Ben was sitting up for
her; he opened the door. The hall was quite dark. He held out his hand
and drew her in.
"Am not I splendid?" he said. "I have been standing here for
half-an-hour, all drenched with perspiration. If mother came down" what
wouldn't she say? And as to Alice, she'd be even worse. But a sov.'s
worth doing something for. I say! I do feel happy! I never had all that
lot of bullion in the whole course of my life before. Are you right now,
Kathleen--can you slip upstairs without making any noise? Don't forget
that the step just before you reach the upper landing gives a great
creak like the report of a pistol; hop over it on to the landing itself,
and you are safe. Alice is in bed, snoring like anything; I listened
outside the keyhole."
"Thanks," said Kathleen. "I'm awfully obliged to you, Ben. See if I
don't do something for you. You are a broth of a boy. What do you say to
Carrigrohane in the summer, and a gun all to yourself? I'll teach you
how to shoot rabbits and to bring down a bird on the wing."
She brushed her lips against his cheek, and ran lightly upstairs. She
escaped the treacherous second step, and entered her bedroom without
waking Alice.
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