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"I say, you know," and he went up on the same step with her: "I say really ye mustn't let what the mater said last night upset ye! Really, ye mustn't!" "Mustn't I, now? Well, let me tell ye it did upset me an' I'm still upset an' I'm goin' to kape on bein' upset until I get into the cab that dhrives me from yer door." "Oh, come, now what nonsense!
Who else is there to help him at all? won't he be as bad as we are, if Flannelly dhrives him and the ould man out of Ballycloran; but av he'll stick to us, divil a lawyer of 'em all shall put a keeper on the lands; and I said before, and I say it agin, and av I prove a liar, may I never see the blessed glory, av young Macdermot 'll help the boys to right themselves, the first foot Keegan puts on Ballycloran, he shall leave there, by G d!"
His father I'm tould was as poor in the beginnin' as either of us." "Ay, but it's the son we're spakin about the ould tyrannical villain that dhrives an' harries the poor! He has loads of money in the house, they say eh?" "Divil a know myself knows, Rody: nor not makin' you an ill answer divil a hair myself cares, Rody. Let him have much, or let him have little, that's your share an' mine of it."
There must be as manny as two in Boston: they'se wan up in Maine, an' another lives at Bogg's Ferry in New York State, an' dhrives a milk wagon. Mack is an Anglo-Saxon. His folks come fr'm th' County Armagh, an' their naytional Anglo-Saxon hymn is 'O'Donnell Aboo. Teddy Rosenfelt is another Anglo-Saxon. An' I'm an Anglo-Saxon.
"Thin we heard Bhuldoo, the dacoit, shoutin' to the hekka man, an' wan of the young divils brought his stick down on the top av the hekka-cover, an' Benira Thrigg inside howled 'Murther an' Death. Buldoo takes the reins and dhrives like mad for the jhil, havin' dishpersed the hekka-dhriver 'oo cum up to us an' 'e sez, sez 'e, 'That Sahib's nigh mad with funk!
"Not dead!" exclaimed the woman, with her body bent in the proper attitude, her hands extended, and the crying face turned with amazement to Darby. "Not dead! Wurrah, man alive, isn't he murdhered?" "Hell resave the matther for that!" replied Darby. "I tell you he's livin' an' will live I hope, barrin' your skirlin' dhrives the life that's in him out of him.
"I think marrid men gets on th' best f'r they have a home an' fam'ly to lave in th' mornin' an' a home an' fam'ly to go back to at night; that makes thim wurruk. Some men's domestic throubles dhrives thim to dhrink, others to labor.
"An' th' higher up a man regards his wurruk, th' less it amounts to. We cud manage to scrape along without electhrical injineers but we'd have a divvle iv a time without scavengers. Ye look down on th' fellow that dhrives th' dump cart, but if it wasn't f'r him ye'd niver be able to pursoo ye'er honorable mechanical profissyon iv pushin' th' barrow.
"Ye'll ride this night where Patsy Callahan dhrives, an' be dommed to ye." Meanwhile the train-master had reached the iron grille at the other end of the long track platform. At a small wicket used by the station employees and trainmen, Kent was waiting for him. "Is it all right, M'Tosh? Will he do it?" he asked anxiously. "Yes, Patsy's game for it; I knew he would be.
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