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"The Irish lived on whisky an' the Chinamons on tay.... Wal, yez is so dom' orful smart, mebbe yez can tell me who got the money for thot worrk." "B'gorra, I know where ivery dollar wint," replied McDermott. And so they argued on, oblivious to the impressive last stage. Neale sensed the rest, the repose in the attitude of all the laborers present. Their hour was done.
Was he not gazing out at this construction work through windows of his soul, once more painted, colored, beautiful, because the most precious gift he might have prayed for had been given him life and hope for Allie Lee? He did not know. He could not think. His comrade, Pat, wiped floods of sweat from his scarlet face. "I'll be domned if ye ain't a son-of-a-gun fer worrk!" he complained.
Did I tell you what Mr. Fenelby had planned for him?" "Somethin' t' make more worrk for me, is it?" asked Bridget suspiciously. "Not at all!" said Mrs. Fenelby. "It is just about his education; about when he gets old enough to go to college." "'Twill be a long time from now before then," said Bridget. "I can see it has nawthin' to do with me." "But that is just it," said Mrs. Fenelby.
"And I have no cares at all, with you in charge. I only hope you won't be too tired to enjoy the dinner. You've been busy every minute since dawn." "Shure, 'tis the labour of love makes the worrk aisy," she responded, and then, attacked by a sudden and most unusual wave of shyness, disappeared out of the door. Brown, standing with his back to the fire, smiled to himself.
"I'm Anastasia O'Hern, ma'am," she announced with a thick accent of County Clare and a self-confident, good-humored smile, "though mostly I'm called 'Stashie and I'm just over from th' old country to my Aunt Bridgie that washed for you till the rheumatism got her, and when she told me about what you'd done for her and Patsy how you'd sent off that ould divil where she couldn't torment Patsy no more, and him as glad of it as Aunt Bridgie herself, just like she knew he would be, and what an awful time you do be havin' with gurrls, and a baby comin', I says to myself and to Aunt Bridgie, 'There's the lady I'm goin' to worrk for if she'll lave me do ut, and Aunt Bridgie was readin' to me in the paper about your gran' dinner party last night and I says to her and to myself, 'There'll be a main lot of dishes to be washed th' day and I'd better step over and begin."
"Projuce th' cat!" said Flannery angrily. "Th' cat is safe an' sound in th' back lot. I presint ye with th' lot. If 't is not enough fer ye, go awn an' do th' dirthy worrk ye have t' do awn me. I'll dig no more fer th' cat." The inspector unlocked the door and entered the office. It was hot with the close heat of a room that has been locked up overnight.
Go about yer worrk, an' lave th' cat alone. 'Twill kape 'twill kape a long time yet. Don't be so previous, me lad. If ye want t' sniff, there 'll be plinty av time by an' by. Plinty av it." "Ye ain't goin' t' keep th' cat, are ye?" asked Timmy with surprise. "Let be," said Flannery softly, with a gentle downward motion of his hands. "Let be.
"I will be needin' an assistant sh'u'd th' prisidint promulgate any more worrds like thim," said Flannery; "and I w'u'd recommind he be Corbett or Sullivan or wan of th' other sluggers, for th' patrons av th' company be not all easy-goin' like Mr. Warold. But progress is th' worrd of th' day, and I stand for shorter worrds, no matter how much extry worrk they mek.
"An' if I was a Prod'stint," she cried, "I'd not have to pay money iv'ry time I wanted to hear mass. I'd not be out on the street here, not knowin' where I'm goin' to, ner how I'm to live. It's thim that knows how to take care o' their own givin' the women worrk, an' takin' the childer off to the farrms, an' all the like o' that. You Dogans " Mrs.
Even a poor ign'rant Irish girl has rights, Mrs. Fenelby, an' hired I was, t' worrk for th' Commonwealth. An' here I stay, without ye choose t' hand me me month's wages!" Mrs. Fenelby looked appealingly at Tom, and Tom looked at Billy. "I think she'd win, if she took it to law," said Billy. "You know how the judges are.
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