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Updated: May 3, 2025
'E never washes and never changes 'is clothes, so what can yer expect?" The "Gink" flared up at once: "Yer god-damn son of a bitch it's youss guys that never washes. I bet yer me borram dollar I ant got a god-damn chat on me...." A long wrangle ensued. Wild threats and foul insults were flung about. But the quarrel, like nearly all our quarrels, did not go beyond violent words.
She brought out water from the enclosure, and swiftly bathed Dom Manuel's hand. From the fire now came a whispering, "Make haste, Queen Freydis! make haste, dear Fairy mistress!" "There is time," said Freydis, "and do you stop flurrying me!" She brought from the enclosure a pot of ointment, and she dressed Manuel's hand. "Borram, borram, Leanhaun shee!" the fire crackled. "Now the hour ends."
Mount your horses," he shouted to his men, "and we'll be off out of this!" He took one of the little green rushes from the floor and sat astride it, as a little boy rides on his father's cane. "Borram, borram, borram!" he said, and instantly the rush was a beautiful white horse. Every one of his men did the same.
Each one took one of the rushes and sat astride of it and said, "Borram, borram, borram!" and every one of the rushes grew into a horse. There was a little whirring sound, like that of a swarm of bees, and they were all gone. Everybody in the rath was silent for a few minutes. The King and the Queen looked at each other and were much troubled.
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