Dannie bent lower.
"Promise," she panted.

"Promise you will stay now." Her hand fumbled at her breast, and then she slipped on the white cover a little black cross.

Dannie knew what she meant.

He laid his hand on the emblem precious to her, and said softly, "I swear I never will leave ye again, Mary Malone." A great light swept into her face, and she smiled happily.
"Now ye," said Dannie.

He slipped the cross into her hand.