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'Tis a shame f'r him to be desthroyin' white people without anny man layin' hands on him. Th' man's no frind iv mine. He ought to be impeached an' thrun out." "Divvle take th' sultan," said Mr. Dooley. "It's little I care f'r him or th' likes iv him or th' Ar-menyans or th' Phosphorus.
Tell me, are the nightingales still singing there, and do the roses still bloom?" "The HWHAT?" cries Blake. "What the divvle, Fitz, are you growling about? Bendemeer Lake's in Westmoreland, as I preshume; and as for roses and nightingales, I give ye my word it's Greek ye're talking to me."
"Well, that's so!" he said delightedly, stopping short to scratch his head, and giving her a rueful smile. "Sure, I'm that popular that there never was a divvle like me at all!" "You get out, and leave my girl alone!" said William, with a shove. And his tired face brightened wonderfully, as he slipped his hand under Susan's arm.
"It's the 'divvle' in me coming out, isn't it, Riley? That's what you told mamma Eleanor, and you ought to know." "Shure, I ought ter know, an' I do know." "I thought you did." Patricia smiled sweetly. "But if a person has the 'divvle' in him, it is much better to let it get out." "'Twud take more room than there is here ter let it all out iv ye," retorted the irate Riley.
'In pursooance iv ordhers that niver come, he says, 'to-day th' squadhron undher my command knocked th' divvle out iv th' fortifications iv th' Ph'lippines, bombarded the city, an' locked up th' insurgent gin'ral. The gov'nor got away be swimmin' aboord a Dutch ship, an' th' Dutchman took him to Ding Dong. I'll attind to th' Dutchman some afthernoon whin I have nawthin'else to do.
Ye'd have to suspind most iv thim be th' waist. "Man an' boy, I've been in this town forty year an' more; an' divvle th' aldherman have I see hanged yet, though I've sthrained th' eyes out iv me head watchin' f'r wan iv thim to be histed anny pleasant mornin'. They've been goin' to hang thim wan week an' presintin' thim with a dimon' star th' next iver since th' year iv th' big wind, an' there's jus' as manny iv thim an' jus' as big robbers as iver there was.
"Ye'll have to plug and desthroy the schamin' divvle that strook poor Patsy Flannigan, Matty," said the Irishman. "Ye must bate the sowl out of the baste before we go to furrin' parts. Loife is uncertain an' ye moight never come back to do ut, which the Holy Saints forbid an' the Hussars troiumphin' upon our prosprit coorpses.
'Well, says Ganderbilk, 'how much d'ye want? he says. 'I'll give ye a millyon. 'Goowan, says th' jook, 'I cud get that much marryin' somewan I knew. 'Thin how much d'ye want? says Ganderbilk. 'Well, says th' jook, th' castle has to be put in repair. Th' plumbin' is all gone to th' divvle, an' they'll have to be a new catch-basin put in, he says.
'The brass bowl, says she, thinking I never saw one on Maitland's desk! and 'O'Hagan, and who the divvle are you? says the man on the other end of the wire, when I ask who he is." "And? And?" pleaded the little man, dancing with worry.
The way in which he pokes fun at Betsy, the maid of the lodgings, is prodigious. She begins to laugh whenever he comes; if he calls her a duck, a divvle, a darlin', it is all one.
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