The Four Million

TOBIN’S PALM

Tobin and me, the two of us, went down to Coney one day, for there was fourdollars between us, and Tobin had need of distractions. For there was KatieMahorner, his sweetheart, of County Sligo, lost since she started for Americathree months before with two hundred dollars, her own savings, and one hundreddollars from the sale of Tobin’s inherited estate, a fine cottage and pigon the Bog Shannaugh. And since the letter that Tobin got saying that she hadstarted to come to him not a bit of news had he heard or seen of KatieMahorner. Tobin advertised in the papers, but nothing could be found of thecolleen.

So, to Coney me and Tobin went, thinking that a turn at the chutes and thesmell of the popcorn might raise the heart in his bosom. But Tobin was ahardheaded man, and the sadness stuck in his skin. He ground his teeth at thecrying balloons; he cursed the moving pictures; and, though he would drinkwhenever asked, he scorned Punch and Judy, and was for licking the tintype menas they came.

So I gets him down a side way on a board walk where the attractions were someless violent. At a little six by eight stall Tobin halts, with a more humanlook in his eye.

“’Tis here,” says he, “I will be diverted. I’llhave the palm of me hand investigated by the wonderful palmist of the Nile, andsee

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