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"Gee, Ikey!" murmured the agile-minded Irish lad, "I've got an idea." "I bet you," returned Ikey. "You always have ideas. But is this one worth anything?" "Listen here!" and Frenchy, with dancing eyes, whispered into his friend's ear the details of the new-born scheme. "Oi, oi!" cried Ikey. "It is an idea, sure enough. But it is trouble you are looking for." "Not a bit of it.
In that moment, however, while he outwardly seemed so inactive and dumfounded his brain was working swiftly. "Where's Lizette?" he demanded, and his voice was calm and cold. "Where's Lizette, Maggie?" panted Inza, turning on the now thoroughly frightened servant. "In her room, ma'am, Oi suppose," was the answer. "Find her," said Frank. "Bring her here instantly."
"Me back is broke," was the faint answer. "Oi'm a dead mon." "What happened? How did you fall? Tell me, for, at least, I may be able to avenge you." "It's the dead returned to loife!" gasped the dying man. "Oi saw him up there, me bhoy!" "Who did you see?" "Thot human divvil Porrfeeus dil Noort." "Impossible! Del Norte is dead."
Chairman," rang two voices so quickly that they in truth cut the presiding officer off in his suggestion. "Mr. Muldoon," said that officer. "Oi spoke first," shouted Dennis, and Peter felt that he had, and that he was not having fair play.
He wrote on a separate piece of paper: E . A . A . . E . . E . A . . A . . A . . . E . E . . E OI . E . . E . . OU . . E . O . . . E . . E . O . . E AI . UI . . E . . EU . E Then he continued: "As you see, this does not give us much to go upon.
"It's half Oi' belave yer stringin' me roight now," he announced doubtfully, "but Oi 'll give yer ther benefit ov' the doubt; only the two ov' yer better kape on a-goin' till yer git under cover. Don't let me run across yer along this beat agin ternight. Be gory av yer do, Oi 'll let yer explain to ther sargint over at ther station. Go on now!"
He must ha' been innocent or he would ha' bolted straight away, and not coom back and gi'd hisself oop to justice. It were only his hiding away as maade oi think as he moight ha' done it. Noo in course he will be able to clear hisself; for if he was over at Painton, why, he couldn't be here that be plain to any one."
When Captain Balbo learned that Paul had come down after seashells and curiosities, he was delighted and invited the boy to come aboard. "O'im in the same line meself. But instead of lookin' afther dirthy, bad-smellin' sea shells, it's afther the shells of ould Vessels Oi am." Paul gladly promised to go aboard that afternoon.
It war soft rowing at first, vor t' place war as flat as a table, but arter running vor a vew minutes he says, 'Look owt! Oi didn't know what to look owt vor, and down oi goes plump into t' water. Vor all at once we had coomed upon a lot o' rocks covered wi' a sort of slimy stuff, and so slippery as you could scarce keep a footing on 'em. Oi picks myself up and vollers him.
Oi say ye 're nothin' betther than a dommed foreigner, wid no business in this counthry at all, at all, takin' the bread out o' the mouths of honest min. Look at the Oirish, now; they was here from the very beginnin'; they 've fought, bled, an' died for the counthry, an' the loikes o' ye comes in an' takes their jobs. Be hivins, it 's enough to rile the blood. What's the name of ye, anny how?"
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