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"Soult's force was not stronger than ours, at least so we heard; and if it had been it would make no difference, we would have thrashed them out of their boots in no time." "I dare say we should, O'Grady, and what then?" "Well, I don't know what then," O'Grady said, after a moment's silence; "that would have been the general's business." "Quite so; and so is this.
She did not appear to admire them much. "There's a long tear in the skirt," she said. "It might be mended, of course, but and she has only one button on her blouse, and her boots are pretty well worn out, and she's horribly dirty all over." "In fact," said Dr. O'Grady, "you couldn't very well present her to the Lord-Lieutenant as she is at present." "The Lord-Lieutenant!" said Mrs. Gregg.
Perhaps one of these days you will be able to help us; but I shall write again on this subject, and as soon as I can get a photograph of the abbey I will send it. 'Yours very sincerely, 'Now, what will Father O'Grady answer to all this? he said under his breath as he folded up his letter.
I was hit by one of the first shots fired, and lost all the fun of the fight." "Where were you hit, O'Grady?" "Right in the shin. Faith, I went down so sudden that I thought I had trod in a hole; and I was making a scramble to get up again, when young Dawson said: "'Lie still, O'Grady, they have shot the foot off ye. "And so they had, and divil a bit could I find where it had gone to.
"Well, how did you get away from the French? It is curious that when I saw O'Grady last which was a fortnight ago, when he came in to get a conveyance to take over sundry cases of whisky that had come up the river, for the use of his mess he said: "'I expect that O'Connor and Dick Ryan will turn up here, before the spring. I am sure they will, if they have got together."
It saved him now. The club cut through the air over his head, and, carried by the momentum of his own blow, O'Grady lurched against him with the full force of his two hundred pounds of muscle and bone. Jan's knife swept in an upward flash and plunged to the hilt through the flesh of his enemy's forearm.
"Stand on the pedestal." "But I can't make a speech. I'm not prepared. I've nothing to say." He was pushed forward remorselessly. At the very base of the statue he turned. "I hope there are no reporters present," he said in a tone of despair. "There probably are lots," said Dr. O'Grady. "Get up now and begin. The people won't stand here all day."
He had not been able to find out either from Doyle or from Father McCormack anything whatever about the General. He did not want much. He was a practised orator and could make a very small amount of information go a long way in a speech, but he did want something, if it was only a date to which he might attach the General's birth or death. Doyle and the priest steadily referred him to Dr. O'Grady.
"They have given us a quid pro quo at all events." "Have they?" cried Punch eagerly. "Take care of it then. I have often longed for a bit when I felt so horribly hungry. Old O'Grady told me over and over again that a chew of 'bacco is splendid when you ain't got nothing to eat; so we will just try."
"I don't quite understand his game," said Dr. O'Grady, "if he has a game. I may be wronging him. He may be simply an idiot, a well-meaning idiot with a craze for statues." "He must be," said the Major. "Nothing else would account for " "I doubt it," said Dr. O'Grady. "He doesn't look that kind of man. However, there's no use talking any more about it to-night.
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