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"Why, what else would I call it?" returned the tailor. "Amn't I fond of them?" "Then it must be what is termed the Universal Passion, Neal," observed Mr. O'Connor, "although it is the first time I have seen such an illustration of it as you present in your own person."
"No, faith, I'll not give up the whiskey, for it has one comfort, it makes me sleep in defiance o' wind and weather; it's the only friend I have left now it's my shirt its my coat my shoes and stockin's my house my blankets my coach my carriage it makes me a nobleman, a lord; but, anyhow, sure I'm as good, ay, by the mortual, and better, for amn't I one of the great Maguires of Fermanagh!
"Every right. O'Farrelly was complaining to me three days ago that one set of band instruments had been stolen from him. It's my business to see that he doesn't lose another set in the same way, even if he's careless enough to leave them lying about on the side of the road." "Amn't I telling you that they're ours, not his?" said Jimmy. "You'll have to settle that with him."
"Ye'll haave t' be calm, dear, before He'd come t' ye in aany way." "Aye, but I'm at pace now, Anna, amn't I?" "Well, now, get out here an' get down on th' floor on yer bare knees and haave a talk wi' 'im." Eliza obeyed implicitly. Anna knelt beside her. "I don't know what t' say." "Say afther me," and Anna told of an empty home and a sore heart. When she paused, Eliza groaned.
Ay," he proceeded, with a hideous laugh "ha, ha, ha! I'm a fine fellow amn't I? There she lies now, and yet she was wanst Margaret Murray! my own Margaret that left them all for myself; but sure if she did, wasn't I one of the great Maguires of Fermanagh? Get up, Margaret; here, I'll help you up, if the divil was in you!" He raised her as he spoke, and perceived that consciousness was returning.
He hung on his heel and looked back for a minute or two at the castle, looming blackly in the darkness against the background of Dunchuach; he could hear the broken stanza of Mrs. Petullo's ballad. "Amn't I the damned fool?" said he half-aloud to himself with bitter certainty in the utterance.
But these fellows, who couldn't do as farmers, and couldn't do as shopkeepers, and God knows what else; and their friends in England didn't want to have them; they're sent out here to boss it over us! It's a damned shame! Why, I want to know, amn't I as good as any of these fellows, who come swelling it about here? Friends got money, I suppose!" He cast his sharp glance over towards the bell tent.
There was more of my villainy, but God fought against me, an' here . You will find, it along with her marriage certificate, an' the gospel she had about her neck, when I kidnapped her, all in my pocket. Where's my son? Still, still, bad as I am, an' bad as he is, isn't he my child? Amn't I his mother? put his hand in mine, and let me die as a mother 'ud wish!"
"She looked in my face, and the tears came into her yes 'Shane, achora, says she, 'amn't I your happy girl, at last? She was leaning over against my breast; and what answer do you think I made? I pressed her to my heart: I did more I took off my hat, and looking up to God, I thanked him with tears in my eyes, for giving me such a treasure.
M'Iver put a toe on one of mine, and said he, "Amn't I the unlucky man, for I never heard of you?" "Tut, tut," cried the bard in a fret, "perhaps you think so much in Argile of your hedge-chanters that you give the lark of the air no ear."
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