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'I dare say you feel pretty hot here? jerking his finger into his stomach. 'And and and what is it? is it do you think it's anything anyways dangerous? faltered poor O'Flaherty. 'Dangerous! responded Sturk, with an angry chuckle indeed, he was specially vindictive against lay intruders upon the mystery of his craft; 'why, yes ha, ha! just maybe a little.
What the remainder of the sentence might be, I knew not, for I rushed down into the cabin, and locking the door, never opened it till I could perceive from the stern windows that we were really off on our way to England, and recognized once more the laughing face of O'Flaherty, who, as he waved his hat to his friends from the pier, reminded them that "they were under the care and protection of his friend Lorrequer, who, he trusted, would condescend to increase his wearing apparel under the circumstances."
'Thay no more Thir, said little Puddock, to the infinite relief of the reverend father, who flung another look of reproach at Devereux, and muttered his indignation to himself. 'I'm perfectly satisfied; and so, I venture to thay, is Lieutenant O'Flaherty 'Is not he going to say something to Nutter? enquired Devereux. 'Yes, whispered Puddock, 'I hope he'll get through it.
O'Grady was f'r faintin'; but O'Flaherty he says, says he: 'Be quite, he says, 'I'll dale with him. Thin to th' ghost: 'Have ye paid th' rint here, ye big ape? he says. 'What d'ye mane be comin' back, whin th' landlord ain't heerd fr'm ye f'r a year? he says. Well, O'Grady's ghost was that surprised he cud hardly speak. 'Ye ought to have betther manners thin insultin' th' dead, he says.
The fact is, I may as well mention, lest the sensitive reader should be concerned for the gallant O'Flaherty, that the poison had very little to do with it, and the antidote a great deal. Nutter had already put off his coat and waistcoat, and appeared in a neat little black lutestring vest, with sleeves to it, which the elder officers of the R.I.A. remembered well in by-gone fencing matches.
"What is that stockade for?" asked the commander, as soon as the steamer was moored to the shore. "The Hindus are a cleanly people, as required by their religion," replied Captain O'Flaherty in the hearing of all the party. "That stockade contains a big trough for washing their scanty clothing. It reaches into the water, so that they can fill their washtub without going out of it."
He hesitated, walked forward a few paces, stopped again, and calling out to the corporal, said "You are certain they were militia?" "Yes, sir; quite sure." "Then, by Jove, I have it," cried O'Flaherty. "If they should turn out to be the Buffalo fencibles, we may get through this scrape better than I hoped for."
After much altercation, O'Flaherty, who had hitherto listened without speaking, interrupted the contending parties, saying, "stop, lads, I have it." "Come," said one of them, "let us hear Tom's proposal." "Oh," said he, with difficulty steadying himself while he spoke, "we'll put him to bed with old Ridgeway, the quarter-master!"
"And was that all?" asked Norton, who I began to entertain apprehensions of Morty O'Flaherty; "did he mention nothing else?" "No," replied Dunroe; "and you scoundrel, was not that a d d deal too much?" Norton, now feeling that he was safe from Morty, laughed very heartily, and replied, "It's a fact, sure enough; but then, wasn't it on your lordship's account I bounced?
Wild, this notorious criminal was brought to justice, and the case-bottle and missal have been restored to Father O'Flaherty. "During his confinement in Newgate, Mr. Macshane could not be brought to express any contrition for his crimes, except that of having killed his commanding officer.
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