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TEE MOTION PICTURE STORY MAGAZINE
THE ARREST OF SHAUN
that she knew him to be innocent, and that she would denounce the guilty man, who had been concealed in Arrah 's cabin.
"An' ye belave he is false to ye?" queried Shaun.
"Alas! I know it!"
"Then, thank ye kindly, miss; but I'd rather ye'd hould yer tongue about me, an' lit me die me own way!" said Shaun.
Such faith and love seemed wasted on the object, and Fanny considered it would be "cruel kindness" to undeceive him and have the truth exposed in his presence. With this in view, she went to fetch Arrah, whom she had seen crouching outside the gate, where the girl had lain the livelong night. "When Fanny returned and bade her follow her, the young wife's heart beat wildly and her heavy eyes grew bright.
As Shaun clasped her hands and kist her tenderly, she told him that she had decided to reveal the name of the man. But Shaun forbade her to think of it.
"Ye must kape yer word, Arrah," he admonished. "Ye niver bruk it yit, an ' I wont ax ye to begin now. ' '
Fanny interrupted. "No promise restrains me," she said. "The man concealed in your cabin was Beamish McCoul."
"The McCoul!" exclaimed Shaun, joyfully. "Och! daylight to my sowl! The McCoul himsilf! An' I niver guessed it!"
His emotion gave Fanny the first inkling of the injustice of her suspicions.
"Why," she asked of Arrah, "did he not confess to me that he had found shelter in your cabin ? ' '
The girl answered simply, without malice : ' ' Maybe he knew that you did not love him well enough to trust him ; an ' how cud he put me life into the power of one in whom he had so little faith?"
The shaft went home. The unhappy woman paced the floor of the cell.
"Oh, what have I done!" she exclaimed. "My word is passed to The