you calmly confess it to me as though it were nothing!"
"Why, I—I—"
"Don't talk to me! To think you have human blood on your hands. To think—"
"Norah! Norah, listen; won't you?"
"—that you are that sort of a man! How dare you call here as you have? How dare you?"
"But I tell you they were tryin' to get me! I just had to. Why, I didn't do it for nothin'. I 've got a right to defend myself, ain't I?"
"You had to? Is that true?" she demanded.
"Why, shore! Think I go 'round killin' men, like Greener does, just for th' fun of it?"
"He does n't do anything of the kind," she retorted. "You know he does n't! Did n't you just say he blinks when he shoots off a gun?"
"Yes; I did. But I did n't want you to think he was a murderer like Nolan," he explained. Even Cookie, he thought, would find it hard to get around that neat little effort.
"I 'm so relieved," she laughed, delighted at her success in twisting him. "I am so glad he
