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So that's what's gone wid the hat. Goodness guide us, if she wasn't the poor crazy-witted body she is, 'twould be a sin to let her go makin' such a show of herself; but sure no one 'ud think to mind anythin' the likes of the crathur might have on her, the saints may pity her. Ay, bedad, them kind of quare consthructions do be fit for nothin' unless Quality and mad people," old Mrs.
"Bedad, I can't say how ye are going to get the boats over fifteen miles ov solid ground, more or less," said the first-mate, scratching his head vigorously, as he always did when puzzled by anything. "I'll tell you," answered Mr Meldrum.
"Faitha, sir, sure nobody could dislike it bedad, sir, we're all greatly disappointed wid the priests afther hearin' it it was wondherful to hear, the deep larnin' you brought forrid, sir, against them, an' our church in gineral. Begad myself was mightily improved by it." "Don't swear, though well you were improved by it, you say pray what is your name?"
But ye mustn't encourage this young chap too much, for, bedad, Jack Costigan won't have any thrilling with his daughter." "No more will his daughter, papa, you may be sure of that," Milly said. "A little sip more of the punch, sure, 'tis beautiful. Ye needn't be afraid about the young chap I think I'm old enough to take care of myself, Captain Costigan."
"Heroic, is it? Bedad, it's epic! Ye begin to perceive the breadth and depth of my genius." Colonel Bishop sat himself down on the hatch-coaming, took off his broad hat, and mopped his brow. "Y'amaze me!" he gasped. "On my soul, y'amaze me! To have recovered the treasure and to have seized this fine ship and all she'll hold! It will be something to set against the other losses we have suffered.
They have got the wild bird Nora into the English cage; and, darling dad asthore, it's her heart that will be broke if she stays here long. There's one comfort I have or, bedad! I don't think I could bear it and that's Molly. She's a bit of a romp and a bit of a scamp, and she has a daring spirit of her own, and she hates the conventionalities, and she would like to be Irish too.
"Now, sir, I wish you to know that I am a Christian and a gentleman," said Mr. Delaplaine. "That's all very true, bedad," said Captain Ichabod, "but you're also another thing; you're a human being, and you must eat." "This is terrible," exclaimed the merchant, "that at my time of life I should consent to a felony at sea, and to profit by it.
"Faith, if I had ye in the ould counthry," answered back Mick, not for a moment nonplussed, "I'd soon show ye how an Oitalian of the raal sort, loike me fayther, sor, lives! Bedad, it's praties an' crame we hev fur tay, sure, ivvery day in the wake!"
Curran made a hare of yer honor that day. Begorrah I wonder ye ever held up yer head after." Here a burst of laughter at the recollection seemed to escape Darby so naturally, that its contagious effects were felt throughout the assembly. "You are a wit, Mr. M'Keown, I fancy, eh?" "Bedad I 'm not, sir; very little of that same would have kept out of this to-day."
"Maybe it's better in this sort of weather. Let us send Susan out for a bottle of claret?" The German took down the little leather bag and turned it upside down. A threepenny-piece and a penny rolled out. "Dat's all," he said. "Not enough for claret." "But there is for beer," cried the major radiantly. "Bedad, it's just the time for a quart of fourpinny.
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