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Go and pay the man, and get back to work." 'And the Flour went and found Dinny Murphy, and the pair of them had a howling spree together up at Brady's, the opposition pub. And the cousin said he thought all the time he was being had. 'He was nasty sometimes, when he was about half drunk.
She would "take back" everything she had said. She would never leave him. She would be good. Mrs. Byrne tugged at her cape. "Whist! Whist! What's come over yuh, woman? What is it?" "It's Dinny!" That was all that could be had out of her. Even when she reached her home again, and Mrs.
"And it's to make a hunther of her ye'd do?" said the publican, pulling hard at the knot of the tow-rope. "Begor', I know that one. If there was forty men and their wives, and they after her wid sticks, she wouldn't lep a sod o' turf. Well, safe home, sir, safe home, and mind out she wouldn't kick ye. She's a cross thief," and with this valediction Dinny Johnny went on his way.
I'm now Archbishop of the county, says he; 'the Protestants are all banished, an' we are in their place. "The sorra one o' myself all this time but thought he was a priest still; so says I, 'Dinny, you're a wantin' to anoint Paddy Diarmud, who's given over, an' if you don't I make haste, you won't overtake him?
But, passin' that over you see, the father, ould Denis an' be Gorra, he was very bright, too, till the son grewn up, an' drownded him wid the languidges the father, you see, ould Denis himself, tuck a faver whin the son was near a year in the college, an' it proved too many for him. He died; an' whin young Dinny hard of it, the divil a one of him would stay any longer in Maynewth.
Scarcely had the door shut behind his broad, ungainly figure in its gray clothes, when Boris Sobashnikov at once commenced speaking with a contemptuous bitterness: "Gentlemen, what the devil for have we dragged into our company this peach off the street? We must needs tie up with all sorts of riff-raff? The devil knows what he is perhaps he's even a dinny? Who can vouch for him?
"Why, thin, the differ atween them is this, Dinny, that black is let me see why that black is not red nor yallow nor brown nor green nor purple not cut-beard nor a heather color nor a grog-ram" "Nor a white?" "Surely, Dinny, not a white, abouchal; don't think to come over me that way." "But I want to know what color it is, most larned sager."
Jist let me have that, Dinny achora, and I'll be as happy as the day's long." "And I on the other side," said his father, naturally enough struck with the happy simplicity of the picture which his wife drew, "on the other side, Mave, a snug, dacent ould man, chattin' to you across the fire, proud to see the bishop an' the gintlemen about him.
The Flour got "stiff". He hadn't any money, and his credit had run out, so he went and got a blank summons from one of the police he knew. He pretended that he wanted to frighten a man who owed him some money. Then he filled it up and took it to his cousin. "What d'ye think of that?" he says, handing the summons across the bar. "What d'ye think of me lovely Dinny Murphy now?"
When old Denis got the young sogarth fairly in motion, he gently drew himself out of the dispute, but continued a running comment upon the son's erudition, pointed out his good things, and occasionally resumed the posture of the controversialist to reinspirit the boy if he appeared to flag. "Dinny, abouchal, will you come up till Phadrick Murray hears you arguin' Scripthur wid myself, Dinny.
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