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"I did not," sez Vulmea; "I was shootin' mesilf." "That's quare," sez O'Hara, "for the front av my jackut is black wid your powther." He tuk up the rifle that was still warm an' began to laugh. "I'll make your life Hell to you," sez he, "for attempted murdher an' kapin' your rifle onproperly. You'll be hanged first an' thin put undher stoppages for four fifteen. The rifle's done for," sez he.
"O Denny! Denny, dear," sez she, "have they kilt you?" 'O'Hara looked down the room again an' showed his teeth to the gum. Then he spat on the flure. "You're not worth ut," sez he. "Light that lamp, ye dogs," an' wid that he turned away, an' I saw him walkin' off wid Slimmy's wife; she thryin' to wipe off the powther-black on the front av his jackut wid her handkerchief.
"Will that content you?" sez he, blowin' on his knuckles for all the world like a Scots Greys orf'cer. "Content!" sez I. "For your own sake, man, take off your spurs, peel your jackut, an' onglove. 'Tis the beginnin' av the overture; stand up!" 'He stud all he know, but he niver peeled his jackut, an' his shoulders had no fair play. I was fightin' for Dinah Shadd an' that cut on my cheek.
"'I did not, sez Vulmea; 'I was shootin' mesilf. "'That's quare, sez O'Hara, 'for the front av my jackut is black wid your powther. He tuk up the rifle that was still warm an' began to laugh. 'I'll make your life Hell to you, sez he, 'for attempted murdher an' kapin' your rifle onproperly. You'll be hanged first an' thin put undher stoppages for four fifteen. The rifle's done for, sez he.
'I'll walk forty times more, an' forty on top av that, ye shovel-futted clod-breakin' infantry lance-corp'ril. "Before I cud gyard he had his gloved fist home on my cheek an' down I went full-sprawl. 'Will that content you? sez he, blowin' on his knuckles for all the world like a Scots Greys orf'cer. 'Content! sez I. 'For your own sake, man, take off your spurs, peel your jackut, an' onglove.
"'O Denny! Denny, dear, sez she, 'have they kilt you? "O'Hara looked down the room again an' showed his teeth to the gum. Then he spat on the flare. "'You're not worth ut, sez he. 'Light that lamp, ye dogs, an' wid that he turned away, an' I saw him walkin' off wid Slimmy's wife; she thryin' to wipe off the powther-black on the front av his jackut wid her handkerchief.
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