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To tell the truth, many of them were shocked at the old carder's narrative, but he only, grinned at them, and replied "Ay, shoot you may talk about shootin, Ned, avick, but for all that life's sweet." "Get on out, you ould sinner o' perdition to blazes wid you; life's sweet you ould 'shandina what a purty urty way you tuk of sweetenin' it for him.
When it was finished, with all due gesticulation, that is to say, having thumped his breast with great violence, kissed the ground, and crossed himself repeatedly, he says to me, like a man confident that he had paved his way to my good graces, "Now, avick, as we did do so much, you're the very darlin' young man that I won't lave, widout the best, maybe, that's to come yet, ye see; bekase I'll swap a prayer wid you, this blessed minute."
"I tell you, Connor, we'll meet agin; I have made out a plan in my own head for that; but the luckiest of all was the money yestherday." "What is the plan, father?" "Don't ax me, avick, bekase it's betther for you not to know it.
Sure, I know right well it's purtecting me you would be, dacent gentlemen. But I don't think there's any of my neighbors there, or they wouldn't stand by and see me injured. "'Thrue for you, avick, says they giving, at the same time; a terrible patterrara agin the door, with two or three big stones. "'Stop, stop! says Vengeance, 'don't break the door, and I'll open it.
It can't be him it can't be Mr. Thady coming here at this time of night. Don't stir I tell ye don't stir, avick!" "Oh! but it wor him, mother. Shure, don't I know his voice?" answered the child that the old woman had spoken to. "I tell you it is me," shouted Thady. "Open the door, will you! and not keep me here all night!"
"An' whisper tell me God presarve us! was there anything done to your father, avick? What was done to him?" "Why, he was taken up on suspicion soon afther it happened; but but there was nothing done: they had no proof against him, an' he was let go again." "Is your father alive still?"
"Now," said Honora's mother to the servants of both sexes, "now, childre, that you've aite a trifle, you must taste something in the way of dhrink. It would be too bad on this night above all nights we've seen yet, not to have a glass to the stranger's health at all events. Here, Nogher, thry this, avick you never got a glass wid a warmer heart."
A multitude of knots in the harness required attention and he carefully scrutinized every part of the car while the villagers kept up a volley of comments such as: "Shure it's a quare customer ye have this mornin', Andy my b'y. The Lord betune ye an' harrum, Andy avick. Shure it's no human bein' ye're drivin' away wid."
"But that's not here or there, avick. I was r-readin' in th' pa-apers iv a lad be th' name iv Scanlan bein' sint down th' short r-road f'r near a lifetime; an' I minded th' first time I iver see him, a bit iv a curly-haired boy that played tag around me place, an' 'd sing 'Blest Saint Joseph' with a smile on his face like an angel's. Who'll tell what makes wan man a thief an' another man a saint?
It's wel for you that you don't know the doom that's upon us now, for I feel how it would bring you down, and how it will, too. It will kill you, my father it will kill you." "Connor, come home, avick, come home I'm tired at any rate come home to you mother come, for her sake I know I'm not at home, an' she'll not rest till I bring you safe back to her.
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