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"Pether, you think you're a scholar, and, to do you justice, you're cute enough sometimes; but, Pether, you didn't travel for it, as I did nor were you obliged to lep out of a college windy in Paris, at the time of the French Revolution, for your larning, as I was: not you, man, you ate the king's mutton comfortably at home in Maynooth, instead of travelling like your betters."
"Why, thin, I'd be sarry to prove your Reverence to be wrong, so I would; but, for all that, I believe I must give it aginst you." "How much have you got, Pether?" "Ethen, but 'tis your Reverence that's comin' close upon me; two or three small note an' some silver." "How much silver, Pether?"
"Them trusters will never be lettin' Pether take that dog back to the horspital," she thought, mindful of the sign in Saint Margaret's yard that dogs were not allowed. "He'd have to be changin' him back into a make-believe dog to get him in at all; an' Pether'd never be satisfied wi' him that way, now afther havin' him real." Her trouble took her to the queen.
I had no time to enjoy Curzon's dilemma, and had barely informed him of my intended departure, when a voice from without the room proclaimed that "Pether" was ready, and having commissioned the adjutant to say the "proper" to Mr. Beamish and the doctor, hurried away, and after a hearty shake of the hand from Father Brennan, and a faithful promise to return soon, I mounted and set off.
"Well, my dear listen to me," continued the priest "can you not make the best confession possible? Could you calm yourself for it?" "Pether, avick machree Pether," "Ellish, avourneen, I'm here! my darlin', I am your vick machree, an' ever was. Oh, Father! my heart's brakin'! I can't bear to part wid her. Father of heaven, pity us this day of throuble?"
Thin I seldom seen your beautiful head without thinkin' of a carrot, an' it's well known they're related ha, ha, ha! Behave, Pether behave, I say Pether, Pether ha, ha, ha! let me alone! Katty Hacket, take him away from me ha, ha, ha!" "Will ever you, you shaver wid the tongue that you are? Will ever you, I say? Will ever you make delusion to my head again eh?"
You threwn a jug at her the last day you war out, an' hot the poor ould Potticary as he was passin'. You see I hard that, though you kept it close from me! ha, ha, ha!" "Ha, ha, ha! why you'd split if you had seen the crathur whin he fell into Pether White's brogue-creels, wid his heels up. But what right had she to be sthrivin' to bring away my customers afore my face?
"Very well, then, I tell you that's none of your affair, the sorra bit. I hope you did'nt let Barney go to bed?" "Of coorse not, sir, when you bid me keep him up." "Very well, then; and if either he or you brittle a syllable of this to Father Pether, I'll read you both oat do you hear that now? Bring Barney here, then." Barney accordingly made his appearance.
In the name o' goodness, thin, let us get the house brushed up, an' the outhouses dashed. A bushel or two of lime 'ill make this as white as an egg widin, an' a very small expinse will get it plastered, and whitewashed widowt. Wouldn't you like it, avourneen? Eh, Pether?" "To be sure I'd like it. It'll give a respectful look to the house and place."
English being his native tongue, Pether had naturally lost no word of the discussion over Weems's manuscript, and directly the little schoolmaster and myself had left the caffè he had beckoned his servant Sadi, who was within call, and had gone off on his arm towards the harbour. There he threw money about right and left, and the information he wanted was given glibly.
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