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In a day or two it's arranged that I and Travers are to settle about the leases, and I must meet that worthy gentleman with a clear head." "Is Darby Skinadre, sir, to have Dalton's farm?" "Why, I've pocketed a hundred of his money for it, an' I think he ought. However, all this part of the property is out of lease, and you know we can neither do nor say anything till we get the new leases."
"Does he?" said Val, dryly; "strung up, I suppose he means." "Troth your honor's right," replied Darby; "but my own mimory isn't what it used to be it was strung up he said, sure enough, sir." "Very well," said Val, "but now to business. Phil, my boy, you move off for a little Darby and I have a small matter to talk over, that nobody must hear but ourselves."
Bucket coolly asks as he turns his bull's-eye on a line of stinking ruins. Darby replies that "all them are," and further that in all, for months and months, the people "have been down by dozens" and have been carried out dead and dying "like sheep with the rot." Bucket observing to Mr. Snagsby as they go on again that he looks a little poorly, Mr.
Telford, the well-known engineer, carefully examined the bridge, and thus spoke of its condition at the time: "The great improvement of erecting upon a navigable river a bridge of cast-iron of one arch only was first put in practice near Coalbrookdale. The bridge was executed in 1777 by Mr. Abraham Darby, and the ironwork is now quite as perfect as when it was first put up.
"None of your back jaw," said M'Cabe; "don't you know, sirra, that in spite of this Methodist Lord and the proud parson's temptations, you are commanded to renounce the devil, the world, and the flesh? Don't you know that?" "But," replied Darby, "are we commanded to renounce the devil, the world, and a bit o' fresh mait?"
He knew, too, that a road such as Darby offered to take them by ran somewhere down that way and joined the road they were on a good distance below; but he thought it was a good deal longer way and they had to cross a fork of the river.
Once he took a notion that the butler, who had been friendly within limits for the sake of that father who had met his man in Tralee churchyard wished to say something to him. But at the critical moment Morty O'Beirne popped up from somewhere, and Darby sneaked off in silence. The Colonel disdained to ask what was afoot, but he thought that he would give Morty a chance of speaking.
You may be able to throw some light on the subject. I'm hanged if I can." Darby pulled out his notebook. "I am all attention, my lord." Garvington plunged abruptly into his account, first having looked to see if the library door was firmly closed.
I'm going to take you home to your mother and tell her you were peeping at the dancing." "Mother knows that I came; I asked her," said Dorothy. Her knees were trembling and her heart almost choked her with its throbbing. "I'm so glad you don't dance, Dorothy. This is much nicer than the barn, and the katydids are better fiddlers than old Darby and his son.
"Bravo! hurra! a very proper member you'll make for it," from the black hole. "And I shall have the Augean stables of these corrupt offices swept of their filth. Ned, the scoundrel, shall be sent to the right about; Mr. Darby, for his honesty, shall have each wrist embraced by a namesake."
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