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"No! Dick. It is not." We strolled on, and after a
pause, that seemed a little oppressive to me, he spoke
again :
" Andy mentioned a poor * Miss Norah —don't get
'
riled, old man—and you both agreed that a certain
young lady was the only one alluded to. Are you sure
there is no mistake? Is not your young lady called
Norah?" This was a difficult question to answer, and
made me feel rather awkward. Being awkward, I got
a little hot :
" Andy's an infernal fool. What I said to him — you
heard me "
" Yes I heard you."
!
" was literally and exactly true. I never set eyes
on Norah Joyce in my life. The girl I mean, the one
you mean also, was one I saw by chance yesterday—and
to-day—on the top of Knocknacar."
"Who is she?"—there was a more joyous sound in
Dick's voice.
"Eh! eh!" I stammered. "The fact is, Dick, I
don't know."
" What is her name ? "
" I don't know."
"
" You don't know her name ?
"No."
"
" Where does she come from ?
" I don't know. I don't know anything about her,
except this, Dick, that I love her with all my heart and
soul ! " I could not help it—I could not account for it