CHAPTER TENWilly owned a cart, which was usually pulled by a forlorn looking donkey, but for the sake of speed, he set Rosaleena’s horse into the shafts.
Just before midday they set off.
Mr. McEvoy was just finishing lunch when the two arrived at his house.
He stood amazed when he learned who Rosaleena was and he listened carefully to her tale.
“I am shocked,” he said when she ended, shaking his head in disbelief. “Shocked beyond measure.”
He turned to Willy.
“Where is this musket she speaks of?”
Willy took the musket from under his coat and then pushed it across the table.
Mr. McEvoy examined the item closely, noting the initials inscribed on the barrel. Finally he laid it down and turned to Rosaleena with a sigh,
“This will be a terrible blow to your mother. She sets great store
