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'Kape on shwimmin', ye little blayguard, sez I, 'an' don't go pokin' your dirty jokes at the Irriwaddy, 'Silince, men! sings out the Lift'nint. So we shwum on into the black dhark, wid our chests on the logs, trustin' in the Saints an' the luck av the British Army. "Evenshually, we hit ground a bit av sand an' a man. I put my heel on the back av him. He skreeched an' ran.
"Whin ut was done for want av breath, an' Annie was bendin' over her husband, I sez; ''Tis all thrue, an' I'm a blayguard an' you're an honest woman; but will you tell him of wan service that I did you? "As I finished speakin' the Corp'ril man came up to the veranda, an' Annie Bragin shquealed. The moon was up, an' we cud see his face.
'Whin ut was done for want av breath, an' Annie was bendin' over her husband, I sez: "'Tis all thrue, an' I'm a blayguard an' you're an honest woman; but will you tell him of wan service that I did you?" 'As I finished speakin' the Corp'ril man came up to the veranda, an' Annie Bragin shquealed. The moon was up, an' we cud see his face.
I had reason fer thinkin' that way till I met Annie Bragin. "Time an' agin whin I was blandandherin' in the dusk a man wud go past me as quiet as a cat. 'That's quare, thinks I, 'for I am, or I should be, the only man in these parts. Now what divilment can Annie be up to? Thin I called myself a blayguard for thinkin' such things; but I thought thim all the same.
"Two wives, the bog-trotter!" gulped Owen. "John McGillis is a blayguard!" "Oui, what you call Irish," assented Léon; and he dodged, but the cobbler threw nothing at him. Owen marked with the awl on his own leather apron. "First a haythen and then a quarther-brade," he tallied against his countryman. "He will be takin' his quarther-brade to the praste before the boats go gut?"
"So whin the borrower wint for the money, the banker sent out word that the securities wor not good enough, an' that he wouldn't advance a farden. "Then the borrower goes to his frind an' complains, an' thin the frind acts all out the way Gladstone'll act when the bill's refused at the Lords, or may be at the Commons. 'Hell to him, he roars, 'the blayguard thief iv a thievin' banker.
I had reason fer thinkin' that way till I met Annie Bragin. 'Time an' agin whin I was blandandherin' in the dusk a man wud go past me as quiet as a cat. "That's quare," thinks I, "for I am, or I should be, the only man in these parts. Now what divilment can Annie be up to?" Thin I called myself a blayguard for thinkin' such things; but I thought thim all the same.
He didn't like to lind, an' he was afeared to say No, an' he was in a quondairy intirely. So, says he 'I'll lind ye the money, says he, 'if ye'll bring the securities down to the bank, says he, 'an' get the cash off me banker. Thin he went saycretly to the banker, an' says he, 'This thievin' blayguard, says he, 'wants the money, and he'll never repay me; I wouldn't thrust him, says he.
As he did so another kick made him stagger to his feet gasping with pain. A gorilla-faced constable greeted him with a savage grin. "Phwat d'ye mane, ye blayguard, indaycently exposing yersilf in this parrt av th' doomane? Oi've as good a moind as iver a man had in the wurrld to run yez in. Can't ye find anither place to unthdress yersilf in, ye low vaygrant?" Ned did not answer.
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