"After I had told you repeatedly that my little ones should ever be guarded from a drinking father; after you had solemnly promised me that you would never again put glass to your lips, or swallow a drop of whisky; after that very morning renewing your pledge--" "Well, I kept it," Casey said, his face a shade paler under its usual frank red.

"I swear to Gawd I was sober." "You need not lie," said the widow, "and add to your misdeeds.

You were drunk.

No man in his senses would imagine what you imagine, or do what you did.

I wish you to understand, Mr.Ryan, that I shall not marry you.