Barney Dolan was a large, muscular man, of some forty years, much after
the style of Dormer, of Pottsville, in face and feature, but by no means
so tall or heavy.
After putting Mike in a chair, of course Dolan had to be informed of the
particulars of Lawler’s accident, brief mention of which he had seen in
the Shenandoah _Herald_. The old story, of being fired upon by an unseen
person, who he more than half suspected to be Dick Flynn, of Colorado
Colliery, with whom he once had a difficulty, was related to Barney,
with many adornments. As another matter of course, Dolan was profuse in
sympathetic condolements with the injured man. When the County
Delegate’s back was turned, Muff Lawler sent an audacious wink of
intelligence to McKenna not to spoil his story by letting slip the
truth. The detective, who was contentedly smoking his short pipe, and
sipping some strong poteen, sagely shook his head, as much as to say:
“Don’t fear! I’ll keep your secret!”
Barney—whose name, from his habit of smooth, sweet talk, evidently
should have been Blarney, for he must have kissed the famous stone on
that famous Irish castle more times than once—proceeded to dilate upon
the able manner in which he would represent the county in the State
branch of the order, the great things he was about to do, and how, to
sum up all, he believed it was the bounden duty of the Mollies to
re-elect him Delegate at the ensuing county convention. To all of which
egotistical bombast Mike and his fellow-traveler listened with an
appearance of wrapped attention reflecting credit upon their capacity
for acting that which they could not feel. Both really enjoyed his
self-sufficiency—especially Lawler, who was afflicted with the same
difficulty, as he was well aware, when he got about half-seas-over.
After dinner, which was spread in the rear apartment, and the enjoyment
of parting glass number one, at the invitation of the detective, the
visitors proposed to leave.
Dolan made a little speech over the toast: “The Ancient Order—may it
prosper and be peaceful!” offered by McKenna, and among other things
remarked:
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