The squire seemed to be dazed by this discovery. He went towards the captain slowly. The tears streamed down his face and the hand he held out trembled.
"George," he exclaimed, "God A'mighty knows I 'm glad to see you!"
O'Halloran and Kilpatrick had paused in the midst of their traffic to watch this scene, but when they saw the gray-haired old man crying and hugging his son, and the young girl clinging to the two, they were confused. O'Halloran turned and kicked his bundles.
"Take all the tay and coffee, you bloody booger! Just give me a pipeful of the weed."
Kilpatrick shook his fist at the big Irishman.
"Take the darned tobacco, you redmouthed Mickey! What do I want with your tea and coffee?" Then both started to go a little way into the woods, Lieutenant Clopton following. The captain called them back, but they would n't accept the invitation.
"We are just turnin' our backs, sor, while you hold a family orgie," said O'Halloran. "Me an' this measly Johnny will just go an' complate the transaction of swappin'."
