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"There's only one thing in the wide world that's throublin' her," said Art, "an' that is, that she hadn't her parents' blessin' when she married me, nor since for ould Murray's as stiff-necked as a mule, an' the more he's driven to do a thing the less he'll do it." "In that case," observed Frank, "the best plan is to let him alone; maybe when it's not axed for he'll give it."
Here Barnet smiled with ineffable contempt. "What I'm tellin' them is," continued Mrs. Griffen, warming with her subject, "maybe that thing was a pairson that's dead, an' might be owin' a pound to another one, or has something that way on his soul, an' it's in the want o' some one that'll ax it what's throublin' it. The like o' thim couldn't spake till ye'll spake to thim first.
Potts," came from Fitts as he flung the wood into the box, "come now, I heard you, what's throublin', what's inside your purty border this time, your mind I mane?" "Be off with you now mister Fitts; 'tis other people's minds that's bothered, an' I'm only sorry for it: but y'ell know soon enough; the master 'ill tell ye when he sees fit, and ye can be preparin' for it till then."
"I'm ashamed to be throublin' ye, miss, but it's strange I am in it, and wouldn't be comin' here at all, at all, barrin' they tould me I'd get the bit I'm wantin' chaper in this big shop than the little ones more becomin' the like o' me," explained the little woman humbly.
"There was a Tobaccy-Box about this house, or in this house. Do you know anything about it?" "A tobaccy-box is it?" "Ay, a tobaccy-box." "Well, an' what about it? What do you want wid it? An ould, rusty Tobaccy-box; musha, is that what's throublin' you this mornin'?" "Come," said he darkening, "I'll have no humbuggin' answer me at wanst. Do you know anything about it?"
"I won't be in it long," she wailed, "throublin' anybody. Sure, what matther if it's in the poorhouse the two of us ends our days, now poor Mike has been sent to gaol on us! Ah! God bless us! I could never hould up me head agin afther that." "God help ye!" commented a bystander.
John and Desmond were made especially welcome. And, after dinner, John, whose voice had not yet cracked, would sing, to Mrs. Warde's accompaniment, such songs as "O Bay of Dublin, my heart yu're throublin'," or "Think of me sometimes," or Handel's "Where'er you walk." The Caterpillar made no secret of a passion for Iris Warde, and became a dangerous rival of one of the younger masters.
When the good Lord calls me to Himself it's little enough I'll have to lave little Peg. An' that thought has been throublin' me these years past. I'm not the kind that makes money easily or that kapes the little I earn. An' the chance came to give Peg advantages I could never give her. Her mother's people offered to take her and it's with them she has been this last month.
But the bed, Father Taylor, it's the bed that's throublin' me the most. It's a beautiful bed, your reverence." The priest glanced towards that valuable article of furniture, and responded heartily and admiringly: "It is, indeed, a wonderful bed." "Sure there isn't its like in the place," resumed Mary.
"God help me," exclaimed the woman, "I'll take the drink, bekase I wouldn't refuse your kind heart; but it's not meat, nor drink, nor cowld, nor storm, that's throublin' me I could bear all that, and many a time did but then I had him! but now who's to comfort us who are we to look to who is to be our friend?
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