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"Half past six the chaps went off to t' mill an hour gone; oi've kept some tea hot for ee." "Thank you, Bill, my head aches, and so do all my bones, and I feel as if I hadn't been asleep all night, although, indeed, I must have slept quite as long as usual. Can't I have a wash?" "Yes," Bill said, "thou canst come to our place; but thou had best take thy breakfast whilst it be hot.
"Sure, an' if Oi've got to go to say ag'in an' can't look afther the baiste mesilf, it's some 'un ilse Oi'll be afther givin' him to thet'll say to him aven betther nor mesilf!" "And who's that?" inquired the boatswain, with a laugh, noticing a flush come over Mick's face. "You know I'm interested in the monkey and have a sort of right to ask."
Willyum, yu're mother ought to be proud ov yez. Sure an' oi'll pay the rint: oi'd clane forgotten this was the day, but oi've some money by me, bhoy, an' yez can have it." She escorted him to the door after the rent had been paid over, patting him on the head, calling him a hero, and telling him that "the rint wud always be rady for the loikes ov him."
Ye can't stop me till Oi've had me say to tell the whole truth. I says to me daughter Ellen, says I: 'Th' horrid baste is afther murtherin' the poor thing, says I; 'run out an' git an officer!" "I object to all this!" shouts the lawyer. "Ah, ye objec', do ye?" retorts the old lady.
"This is me own house, an' Oi've tended ter the loikes of them sort er fellers afore. There'll be no more bother this toime. Besides, it's a paceful house Oi'm runnin', an' Oi know ye'r way of sittling them things. It's too strenurous ye are, Misther Hampton. And what did ye do wid the young lady, Oi make bould to ask?"
Will you help carry out the laws, even against your own flesh and blood, if necessary?" "Oi'll 'bey orders, zur," replied the man, emphatically. "Oi've come to Amarekay to stay, and oi'll stan' by the goovernment." "Can you bring me a certificate of your character?" "Oi can, zur, for foive years aback."
"Pat MacPherson, of course," was the answer. "An' Oi've said a plenty. Now, go aboot your business." Watson did not quibble. There was no time to learn more. He did not wish it to be noticed; yet he could not hide it from the Jan Lucar and the Rhamda Geos, who were still at his side. They had heard that tongue before.
All were thinking over the usual topic, when old Gideon Jones unexpectedly led their ideas into another channel. "Oive heern," he said slowly, taking his pipe from his mouth, "as how Nance Wilson's little gal is wuss." "Ay, indeed!" "So oi've heern;" "Be she now?" and various other exclamations arose from the smokers.
Oi've told my mates you want to have me and the old woman oop at th' house, and they'll know that if I stop underground it be o' my own choice. I know, lad, it wouldn't be roight for me to be a getting droonk at the "Chequers" and thou manager; but I ha' told t' old 'ooman that I will swear off liquor altogether." "No, no, dad!"
'Tenshin, Jocko!" cried he, patting his shoulder, to which his friend the monkey at once jumped from the tree; and then, turning to my sister, he said, with a roguish look in his black eyes, "Oi've brought ye a little prisint, Miss Jenny, ez Oi hopes ez how ye'll be afther acceptin'." Jenny smiled. "What," said she "a monkey?"
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