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It makes all the differ in the worruld whether a man's only a tailor wid a small 't' or a Merchant Tailor wid capital letters." "We keep our own carriage," continued Mrs. Russell, bridling and tossing her head, "and we have our own coat of arms and crest the Russell arms, you know, the same as the Duke of Bedford." "'Dade!" said "His Majesty," "so ye have the Russell arrums.
There we shtuck, for divil a bit did the Paythans flinch, an' divil a bit dare we; our business bein' to clear 'em out. An' the most exthryordinar' thing av all was that we an' they just rushed into each other's arrums, an' there was no firing for a long time. Nothin' but knife an' bay'nit when we cud get our hands free: an' that was not often.
"So you knew me, Judy, in spite of the whiskers and the long absence?" "Knew you, is it?" cried Judy, laughing, and crying, and talking at once, in a way quite wonderful to one who had never witnessed this feat. "An' why shouldn't I know you? Didn't I hould ye in me own two arrums the night you were born? An' was there a day afther that I didn't have something to do wid ye?
I disown England; I disowned her when I came out here to throw meself into the arrums of the brave, suffering, pathriotic race around me, and placed my sword at their service." "Then you are a soldier, I presume?" said my father. "I was tin years in the arrmy, sor," said our visitor, drawing himself up and clapping his hand upon his chest.
But what wid the blud gettin' into me ois, I was blinded, and the pressure kept incraysin' until me arrums was thrussed like a fowl to me sides, and sorra a bit cud I move but me jaws!" "And bloomin' well you knew how to use them," said Otherwise. "Thrue for you though ye don't mane it!" said Mulledwiney, playfully tapping Otherwise on the head with a decanter till the cut glass slowly shivered.
"'Fwhat tailor-men do they give me to work wid? sez the Arm'rer Sargint. 'Here's Hogan, his nose flat as a table, laid by for a week, an' ivry Comp'ny sendin' their arrums in knocked to small shivreens. "'Fwhat's wrong wid Hogan, Sargint? sez I. "'Wrong! sez the Arm'rer Sargint; 'I showed him, as though I had been his mother, the way av shtrippin' a 'Tini, an' he shtrup her clane an' easy.
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