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"I was meditatin' that ye'd tell me by n' by, if it wa'n't any secret," the old man replied, humbly. "Well, I think you have a right to know. You possess a personal interest in the matter, Mr. Ward. I was tied up and sent away to be killed or to be turned out to die by a man named Colonel Gideon Ward."
"Oh, it's kilt I am entirely dead as mutton at last, an' no mistake. Sure I might have knowd it och! worse luck! Didn't yer poor owld mother tell ye, Phil, that ye'd come to a bad end she did " "Are ye badly hurt?" said Glynn, stooping over his friend in real alarm. "It's me, Phil; all right, and Ailie. We've escaped, and got safe back again."
He doesn't want much medicine; that we keep for our enemies, ha! ha!" and he laughed cheerily, as if it were all a joke on the battered man. "Thim docthers is cold-blooded divils," was Mike's comment. "Ye'd a thought they'd been throwin' dice, an' it was a horse on the other gintleman. Bot' t'umbs! it was, too.
"Thet's fer ye ter decide yore own self, but ef ther day ever comes when ye'd ruther welcome a lover then ter drive him off, I don't want ye ter feel thet my memory's standin' in ther way of your happiness." "Thet day won't never come," she vehemently declared, and her father nodded indulgently. "Let thet matter lay over fer ther future ter decide," he suggested.
That there Ananias-and-Sapphira, she's a bird an' no mistake. An' the pig MacPhairrson calls him Ebenezer he's that smart ye'd jest kill yerself laffin' to see him. An', moreover, he's that clean he's clean as a lady. I'd like to have them two around my shanty. An' I'm ready to take one more if necessary." "Then I think you'll have to take the coon too, Mr. MacAllister," said the Boy.
"Tad, hain't ye ever been in the old hole sence that day, honest Injun? I used t' think that's where ye went when ye'd go off fer a week er ten days in the hills all by yerself." "No, Dad, I give you my word, I've never been in that hole since the day I carried poor Bill's broken body out.
"I forgot to ask ye if ye'd have some cider?" a sepulchral voice asked presently; "but I don't know now's I can get at it. I told John I shouldn't want any whilst he was away, and so he ain't got the spiggit in yet," to which Mrs. Jake and Mrs.
'You've been thrapped, sez he. 'Ju Sheehy wud be the betther for a man's name to hers as soon as can. An' ye thought ye'd put the comether on her, that's the natural vanity of the baste. Terence, you're a big born fool, but you're not bad enough to marry into that comp'ny.
"Mistaken, was it?" asked Pat Kilrea. "Folks ain't got any right to be mistaken when it comes to accusin' others of murder. If you hadn't had some reason to speak that way ye'd have kept yer mouth shut, I'm thinking. Why don't ye come right out with it?" "I I didn't really mean anything by it," stammered Sophy again. "What revenge was that you was referring to?" he persisted.
Again he laughed, soundlessly. "If ye go into hit so expensive, ye gotter have the plant to do a big business, 'n where'd ye get that? 'N ye'd have to get mo' co'n 'n you 'n me c'n make ourselves, 'n that'd mean ye gotter buy hit, or rent mo' lan' 'n hire niggers to work hit, 'n how'd ye pay fo' that?" Bud listened gloomily, chewing the side of his finger.
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