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"It beats all," said Mary Ellen, leaning on her broom, "what kapes me in a dull place like this, whin there do be sich wild goin's on just around the corner like. I'd give a month's wage to see thim folks." "Come around with me," suggested Angel, "and I'll introduce you." "Oh, no, Masther Angel. Misther Watlin, me young man, wouldn't want me to be goin' into mixed company widout him.
"At that Tom Gallagher's young fly-be-night joined in; an' says he, 'Misther Hinnissy, he says, 'if ye'll go on, he says, 'I'll fetch ye a pair iv skates. 'Bring thim along, says Hinnissy. An' he put thim on. Well, Jawn, he sthud up an' made wan step, an' wan iv his feet wint that way an' wan this; an' he thrun his hands in th' air, an' come down on his back. I give him th' merry laugh.
I was only seven, you know, and my father never would talk of it. Sibby used to revile the mane nagur, Misther Fulbert, till it was current in the nursery that he was a black man who expelled us vi et armis. One day, my father found four or five of us in a row slashing at an old black doll, by way of killing Misther Fulbert, and prohibited such executions.
"No, Misther John," he replied, rising and rubbing himself in different parts of the body, as if to mitigate the pain which he felt; "no, I won't forget it I won't by it's a lesson I'll remember, and so will you." "What do you mean, you cowardly villain?" asked Purcel, once more raising his whip. "You are threatening, are you." "No, Misther John, not a bit o' that divil a threat me!
'It could not be Counsellor Gallagher, that was kilt in the jewel with Colonel Ruck he was hot in the head bud it could not be augh! not at all. 'Why not, Misther Mattocks? 'No, nor the Mattross neither. This, ye see, is a dhry bit o' the yard here; there's ould Darby's coffin, at the bottom, down there, sound enough to stand on, as you see, wid a plank; an' he was buried in the year '93.
D'ye mind th' calls I made on ye, with th' stamps undher me arms, whin I wurruked in th' post-office? I've thought iv thim whin th' lockstep was goin' in to dinner, an' prayed f'r th' day whin I might see ye again. An' you, Misther Brannigan, who knows about vacant lots, an' you Misther Clancy, th' frind iv th' dhrunk an' disordherly, we're proud to have ye here.
Mr Palliser left him and went his way, feeling that he had no further eloquence at his command. He shook Burgo's hand, and then walked quickly down the hill. As he did so he passed, or would have passed the man who had been dodging them. "Misther, Misther!" said the man in a whisper. "What do you want of me?" asked Mr Palliser, in French. Then the man spoke in French, also. "Has he got any money?
An excited flush lay on her cheeks as she looked at the gay crowd within, searching for the loved face. At last a joyful recognition shone in her dark eyes, and forgetful of everything and everybody, she rushed across the polished floor to the horror-stricken artist. "Ah, Misther Hamilton, acushla! shure it's your own Eily has found yez at last!"
Flannery reached for the book. He ran his hand through the pages and stopped at page sixty four. "An' I don't take fifty cints," he whispered in mockery. "Here's the rule for ut. 'Whin the agint be in anny doubt regardin' which of two rates applies to a shipment, he shall charge the larger. The con-sign-ey may file a claim for the overcharge. In this case, Misther Morehouse, I be in doubt.
I've been sittin' wit' the wireless operator all evenin', an' now, thinks I, he's weary listenin' to me nonsinse, so I'll go up on the bridge an' interview Misther Schultz. If I be the Rock av Cashel! What was that?" "Vot? Vere?" Mr. Schultz exclaimed, and set down his cup of coffee.
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