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literally. " Perhaps he didn't mean it. I don't 

 think he is quite right. He only wanted to kiss 

 me. He rocked the boat — perhaps it was only in 

 fun." 



" Now, listen to me," cried French, accentuating 

 every second word with a shake, " if I ever catch 

 you within five miles of Drumgool again I'll give 

 you a lambasting you won't get over in a month. 

 That's my last word to you, and — off you gol " 



The last words were followed by a most explicit 

 kick, that sent Mr Giveen racing and running 

 across the bit of sand till he reached the rocks, over 

 which he scrambled, making record time to the 

 mouth of the Devil's Keyhole. Near that spot 

 he turned and shook his fist at his kinsman. 



" I'll be even with you yet, Mick French! " cried 

 Mr Giveen. 



" Away with you," replied the threatened one, 

 making as if to run after him. At which the figure 

 of Mr Giveen vanished into the Devil's Keyhole as 

 a rat vanishes up a drain. 



French burst into a laugh, in which Miss Grim- 

 shaw joined. 



" Now he'll be your enemy," said the girl, as 

 Moriarty flung the sculls over his shoulder and 

 they prepared to return to the house. 



"Much I care! " rephed the owner of Garry- 

 owen. 



