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But Spud O'Malley answered soberly as he stared up and out into the blackness of levels he had never seen. "I've helped," he admitted; "I've helped a bit. But it's a divil of a job of navigatin' that's ahead. And that's up to you, Chet Bullard; 'tis no job for an old omadhaun like mesilf!" Chet felt the lift of the Repelling Area as they shot through.

There is Dicky Ryan, who, as I tould him yesterday, had just the same chances as you have had, just Dicky Ryan still. I tould him he ought to blush down to his boots." "And what did he say, O'Grady?" "The young spalpeen had the impudence to say that there was I, Captain O'Grady, just the same as when he first joined, and, barring the loss of an arm, divil a bit the better.

'Divil a bit farther will I play; at any rate till I get the shilling. "'Here it is for you, said I; 'the song is ended and of course the tune. "'Thank your hanner, said the fiddler, taking the money, 'your hanner has kept your word with me, which is more than I thought your hanner would.

"Say no more; I'll go wid you; but how will you get in, Ned?" "Never you mind that; here, take a pull out of this flask before you go any further. Blood an' flummery! what a night; divil a my finger I can see before me. Here where's your hand? that's it; warm your heart, my boy." "You intind thin, Ned, to give Biddy the hard word about Flanagan?"

I'd like to think the master wouldn't be troubled wid them." "I'm afraid he'll have to hear them, Patsy. Sir Felix was obliged to issue a summons. It might have been worse if Sir Felix had not been a friend." "The divil shweep that man, Fury," said Patsy with ferocity. "If he hadn't been a busy-body an' stirrer-up of trouble, he'd have drowned that villain in a bog-hole."

Thin we can go through the neighbors, an' git thim to sit near him time about, an' to bring him little dhreeniens o' nourishment." "Divil a purtier! Come thin, let us get a lot o' the neighbors, an' set about it, poor bouchal. Who knows but it may bring down a blessin' upon us aither in this world or the next." "Amin! I pray Gorra! an' so it will sure I doesn't the Catechiz say it?

Nex', he fills himself up wid rum an' sets out wid his swilin'-gun to blow the skipper's head away! An' where bes Dick Lynch this minute? Aye, where bes he! Tell me that, if ye kin I don't know, an' ye don't know, an' the skipper himself don't know. But the saints knows! or maybe it bes the divil himself could tell ye!

"Bad luck!" breathed Murphy; "'tis a rocky road to Dublin, but a shorter wan to hell! Did you want f'r to shoot, Jack? Look at Dave Elerson an' th' thrigger finger av him twitchin' all a-thremble! Wisha, lad! lave the red omadhouns go. Arre you tired o' the hair ye wear, Jack Mount? Come on out o' this, ye crazy divil!"

"I could have sworn I shut that door," I heard Terence shout at the top of his voice. "Bad luck to ye, ye divil" to the hen "God forgive me for swearing. Will nothin' contint ye but the master's own room?" While he dived within the room I got out through the little gate and back into the avenue, where the briars and undergrowth had made hedges behind which one could easily find cover.

"The M'Loughlins go and look at Mary, and then ask yourself why you join the divil: there now, that's one. Who saved me? do you know that, or do you care? Very well, go now and join the divil, if you like, but I know what I'll do some fine night. Here he leaped in a state of perfect exultation from the ground. "Why, what will you do?" said Poll.