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"Bring him up," said Philip. Jem began to stammer. "But but and then the Bishop may be here any minute." "Ask the Bishop to wait in the room below." Pete was heard coming upstairs. "Aisy all, aisy! Stoop your lil head, bogh. That's the ticket!" Philip had not spoken to Pete since the night of the drinking of the brandy and water in the bedroom. He could not help it his hand shook.
Fetching the child to the wedding to have the bad name taken off it no? They were standing the lil bogh -it's only three two is it, Grannie, only two? well, they were standing the lil thing under its mother's perricut while the sarvice was saying." "You don't say!" "Aw, truth enough, sir! It's the ould Manx way of legitimating. The parsons are knowing nothing of it, but I've seen it times."
Then Pete swept his coat-sleeve across his gleaming eyes and leapt off home. When he got there, he found his mother sitting on the bink by the door knitting quietly. He threw himself into her arms and stroked her cheek with his hand. "Oh, mammy, bogh," he cried, "how well you run! If you never run in your life you run then." "Is the boy mad?" said Bridget.
Thinking back to that time, and all the incidents which he had thought so heroic and I so tragic, we dropped into the vernacular, and I called him "boy" and he called me "bogh millish," and at every racy word that came up from the forgotten cells of our brains we shrieked with laughter. When Martin spoke of his skipper I asked "Is he a stunner?"
"Have it as you like, bogh, but sing it for all," said Martin, and then I sang "Oh, Sally's the gel for me, Our Sally's the gel for me, I'll marry the gel that I love best, When I come back from sea."
Bless me, man, it's good of you, though, sitting up in the chimney there same as a good ould jackdaw, keeping the poor wife company when her selfish ould husband is flirting his tail like a stonechat. The company's going now, Kitty. Will they say good-night to you? No? Have it as you like, bogh. You're looking tired, anyway.
Your own little Kirry, and you blackening her! Aw, dear! aw, dear! The bogh! the bogh!" Pete could not go in. He crept back to the cabin in the garden and leaned against it to draw his breath and think. Then he noticed that the dog was on the path with its long tongue hanging over its jaw. It stopped its panting to whine woefully, and then it turned towards the darker part of the garden.
The women then became suddenly quiet, and put their aprons to their mouths, as if a hearse had stopped at the door; but Pete bustled about and shouted boisterously to cover the emotion of his farewell. "Good-bye, Grannie; I'll say a word for you when I get there. Good-bye, Nancy; I'll not be forgetting yourself neither. Good bye, lil bogh," dropping on one knee at the side of the cradle.
And so she wouldn't and she didn't, and last of all her own boy came back, and they lived together man and wife, and what for shouldn't they?" This question from the man who was on the point of going to church was received with shouts of laughter, through which the voice of Grannie rose in affectionate remonstrance, saying, "Aw, Pete, it's ter'ble to hear you, bogh."
Coorse I said cakes. Get me the cloth and I'll lay it myself. The cloth, I'm saying, woman. Did you never hear of a tablecloth? Where is it? Aw, dear knows where it is now! It's in the parlour; no, it's in the chest on the landing; no, it's under the sheets of my own bed. Fetch it, bogh." "Will I bring you a handful of gorse, mother?" said Cæsar. "Coorse you will, and not stand chattering there.
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