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It wur Porrfeeus dil Noort thot paid me well to assist him in a litthle schame to trap a certain young gintleman named Frank Merriwell. Oi took his money and promised to rinder me best assistance. Oi know this parrut av th' counthry well, an' so Oi was valuable to Dil Noort. Oi towld him about th' owld hut in th' valley an' th' natural well.
Porrfeeus dil Noort wur th' firrust man Oi ivver saw that made me fale as if bullets wouldn't kill him an' kape him dead. Wur he to roize before me this minute nivver a bit surphrised would Oi be." Although Merry jollied the Irishman, it was no easy matter to relieve O'Toole's nervousness.
"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."
Sure Oi found him a foine young gintleman, an' it's his friend Oi became. Wid me own hand Oi put a bullet through the head av thot shnale Porrfeeus dil Noort; an' now it's some av Dil Noort's gang that's seekin' to git square by carryin' off Merriwell's girrul. As yer friend, Ben, Oi ax ye to give th' spalpanes th' double-cross an' hilp Frank Merriwell git back th' girrul.
Th' divvil bent over me wid a knoife in his hands, an' Oi saw murther in his oies. Thin Oi didn't wait, but Oi shot him through th' head." "But I don't understand what all this has to do with the fear you profess to feel," said Hatch. "I didn't fancy you were a coward, O'Toole." "No more Oi am; but Porrfeeus dil Noort is a moighty dangerous mon, and he " "Is dead. You're not afraid of dead men?"
Porrfeeus dil Noort will get aven wid ye! It made me have cowld chills down me back, an' out in th' grove yonder Oi saw shadows movin' an' crapin'. Oi began to ixpect a bullet through me body, an' afther a whoile Oi joomped up an' run inther th' cabin, jist shakin' loike Oi had a chill an' me tathe knockin' togither. Oi fashtened th' dures an' closed th' shutters av ivery windy.
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