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An exultant oath burst from Slavin. "By G !" he said, with grim conviction, "it's him all right! that pore hobo shtiff Dick Drinkwater. Eyah! fwhat's in a name? Fwhat's in a name?" He pointed to the grinning jaws. "Luk at th' gold teeth av um, tu!" he added. The coroner was examining the almost fleshless skull. He gave a cry of anger and dismay. "Good God!" he gasped.
A reg'lar devil, that Hausbaum. Eyah, that's the old Styrian wine-carter for you!" He found assent, approval, confirmation, wherever he went, and his superb white hair silenced all contradiction.
I said, dropping into Mulvaney's speech, when we were alone, "it's you that have the Tongue!" He looked at me wearily; his eyes were sunk in his head, and his face was drawn and white, "Eyah!" said he; "I've blandandhered thim through the night somehow, but can thim that helps others help thimselves? Answer me that, sorr!" And over the bastions of Fort Amara broke the pitiless day.
D' you remember when he went mad with the homesickness?" said Mulvaney, recalling a never-to-be-forgotten season when Ortheris waded through the deep waters of affliction and behaved abominably. "But he's talkin' bitter truth, though. Eyah! "My very worst frind from beginnin' to ind By the blood av a mouse was mesilf!"
Beggar's between the devil and the deep sea properly. He'll chuck up the sponge just now, you'll see." "Eyah!" agreed Slavin, with an oath, "he's up against it. But Reddy down there I du not like th' idea av th' bhoy bein' all alone. Yorkey, yu' shlink thru' th' brush an' down th' bank an' kape um company awhile. Th' Docthor an' me'll kape th' front here covered."
There's nothing like opin-speakin'. Orth'ris, ye scutt, let me put me oi to that bottle, for my throat's as dhry as whin I thought I wud get a kiss from Annie Bragin. An' that's fourteen years gone! Eyah! Cork's own city an' the blue sky above ut an' the times that was the times that was!
Pickwick said: "It is punch." He made casual examination of the green and gold label. "'Burke's Oirish, begob! . . . eyah! a brave ould uniform but" he turned a moist eye on his subordinate "a desp'ritly wounded souldier that wears ut betther out av pain. 'Tis an' ould sayin': 'Whin ye meet th' divil du not turn tail but take um by th' harns. . . . Bhoy!
He bit upon the pipe-stem and charged into his tale. 'Eyah! They was great times. I'm ould now; me hide's wore off in patches; sinthrygo has disconceited me, an' I'm a married man tu. But I've had my day I've had my day, an' nothin' can take away the taste av that!
'Tis no manner av use ye shtartin' in tu buck th' Force. Juty's juty ye know that." "Have you got a warrant, Sergeant?" "Eyah!" came Slavin's sinister growl. "We've bin fishin', Gully, up in th' big pool beyant. Well ye must know that pool. Fwhat we caught there is our warrant. Opin up now, will ye? else we bust yu're dhure in!" "Slavin Sergeant!
'Tis harrd to be something ye niver were an' niver meant to be, an' all the ould days shut up along wid your papers. Eyah! I'm growin' rusty, an' 'tis the will av God that a man mustn't serve his Quane for time an' all." He helped himself to a fresh peg, and sighed furiously. "Let your beard grow, Mulvaney," said I, "and then you won't be troubled with those notions. You'll be a real civilian."
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