3/17 A great strapping fellow! And he told Sir John that it was his little boy." Nic stared, for this was spoken loudly, in a pleasant rich voice, with an intonation that decidedly fitted with the name. Why, you ought to be Irish, with a name like that." "Lady O'Hara!" cried Nic excitedly, as he grasped the hand extended to him. "Do you know my father ?" "Oh, don't make jam of my fingers, boy, and I'll tell you," cried the lady, with a pleasant grimace. |