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But Micky M'Graw cut in between, And run away wid Biddy. "Begorra!" says Tim, "the daughter's gone, So, faix, I'll take the widdy!" The widdy! Not Biddy! The fond and faithful widdy! Whooroor!" Singing this, the jovial monarch caught Mrs. Russell's hand in his, and proceeded to dance in a manner which was far more boisterous than dignified. Mrs.
Already the others had begun to lend an ear to this encouragement, and were coming a little to themselves, when the same voice broke out again not this time singing, but in a faint, distant hail, that echoed yet fainter among the clefts of the Spy-glass. "Darby M'Graw," it wailed for that is the word that best describes the sound "Darby M'Graw!
Darby M'Graw!" again and again and again; and then rising a little higher, and with an oath that I leave out, "Fetch aft the rum, Darby!" The buccaneers remained rooted to the ground, their eyes starting from their heads. Long after the voice had died away they still stared in silence, dreadfully, before them. "That fixes it!" gasped one. "Let's go."
Already the others had begun to lend an ear to this encouragement and were coming a little to themselves, when the same voice broke out again not this time singing, but in a faint distant hail that echoed yet fainter among the clefts of the Spy-glass. "Darby M'Graw," it wailed for that is the word that best describes the sound "Darby M'Graw!
Darby M'Graw!" again and again and again; and then rising a little higher, and with an oath that I leave out: "Fetch aft the rum, Darby!" The buccaneers remained rooted to the ground, their eyes starting from their heads. Long after the voice had died away they still stared in silence, dreadfully, before them. "That fixes it!" gasped one. "Let's go."
Darby M'Graw!" again and again and again; and then rising a little higher, and with an oath that I leave out: "Fetch aft the rum, Darby!" The buccaneers remained rooted to the ground, their eyes starting from their heads. Long after the voice had died away they still stared in silence, dreadfully, before them. "That fixes it!" gasped one. "Let's go."
Already the others had begun to lend an ear to this encouragement, and were coming a little to themselves, when the same voice broke out again not this time singing, but in a faint distant hail, that echoed yet fainter among the clefts of the Spy-glass. "Darby M'Graw," it wailed for that is the word that best describes the sound "Darby M'Graw!
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