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"Which boat," was the gruff question. Whar the other has been swept to nobody knows. And the 'Sary Ann' has done her best, as we all can see; but no boat could hold her own agin that storm. Do you think she will stand till morning, Neb?" Neb rolled his dull eyes over reef and shoal. "She moight," he replied briefly. "Struck pretty bad thar in the bow; but the wind is down now and the tide is low."
"Ye moight foine it dang aisy yeerself, Dave," observed a middle-aged diner significantly. "I been a misfortunate man, there's no denyin'," continued the swagman; "but I never done a injury to nobody in my life, so fur as I'm aware about." "What did he get the three months for?" asked Dave, turning to Tam.
"What do you think it is, captin?" asked the Irishman. "Moight it be some ship in disthriss?" Before the captain could reply, the sound came a second time over the waters, with a prolonged wail, like the cry of a suffering sinner on his death-bed. "The dugong!" exclaimed Saloo, this time recognising the melancholy note, so like to the voice of a human being. "It is," rejoined Captain Redwood.
"You peen goin' to ged ofer dot britty soon pime-by." "But I hain't got no voice, an' I can't sing a tune no more than a mule kin." "Me b'y," said Barney, "Oi admire yer modesty, but ye'll foind it necessary to sing fer th' intertainmint av Ould Gunn an' under professors av ye stay in th' academy, so ye moight as well begin now." "You'll laff." "Nivver moind that."
"Sure an' I saw your advertisement," she began, humbly, "an' I thought two such gintlemen as yerselves moight not be too hard on a daycent woman who only takes a drop or two now an' then " I led her back to the kitchen and pointed to the sink. As we passed through the dining-room she noticed the empty bottles on the table and crossed herself.
"So ye have, Meejor, so ye have. Oi was hearin' about it, av coorse. It's the Tim Tuff Assowseashun, aint it?" "Now, looker yere!" said Tuff sharply, "Aincher got no orders 'bout dis meetin'?" "Oi have that, Meejor. Oi was towld that you an' some friends av yourn moight be a-wantin' seats, an' Oi was ter see that ye got 'em." "Dat's all right, den.
I thought it moight be some kind of shill-fish. Hungry as we are, we can't ate stones?" "Not so fast, Murtagh," said the captain, who had more carefully scrutinised the article Saloo had taken up. "It's not a stone, but what you first supposed it a shell-fish." "That big thing a shill-fish! Arrah now, captin, aren't you jokin'?" "No, indeed.
"Oi ha' bin thinking how we moight get over Polly's evidence agin me; every noight oi will get up regular and coom and ha' a talk wi' you; oi will coom out wi'out my shoes as quiet as a cat, and then if Polly sweers as oi didn't leave t' house that noight thou can'st sweer as she knows nothing at all aboot it, as oi ha' been out every noight to see thee."
"Miss Allis is managin' the horses," he explained, very deliberately, "an' there's a new b'y up on Lauzanne's back, d'ye onderstand; an' if the Chestnut doesn't sulk, does his best fer the young misthress that'll be watchin' him here in the stand wit' tears in her eyes, he moight win d'ye onderstand?"
Jack said in contempt; "doan't yer see she's a full-bred un; ye moight boite her tail off, and she would care nowt about 't. I've got summat here that may do." He drew out a twisted paper from his pocket. "This is snuff," he said; "if owt will make her loose, this will. Now one o' yer take holt by her collar on each side, and hoult tight, yer know, or she'll pin ye when she leaves go o' the horse.
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