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While he was at work, two men came over from a drinking-saloon, to which my residence is nearer than I could desire. One of them I had known as Mike Fagan, the other as Hans Schleimer. They looked at Hiram, my New Hampshire man, in a contemptuous and threatening way for a minute or so, when Fagan addressed him: "'And how much does the man pay yez by the hour?
Well, I have been to Ireland and seen the lawyers Burrows and Fagan. I could not make much of Burrows, who is a duffer; but Fagan has his wits about. He had never had to do with that branch of the business, but now the credit of the firm was at stake he busied himself in making searching and pertinent inquiry.
After the death of my protector, Captain Fagan, I am forced to confess that I fell into the very worst of courses and company. Being a rough soldier of fortune himself, he had never been a favourite with the officers of his regiment; who had a contempt for Irishmen, as Englishmen sometimes will have, and used to mock his brogue, and his blunt uncouth manners.
'And did the Bradys of Castle Brady consent to admit a poltroon like that into one of the most ancient and honourable families in the world? 'He has paid off your uncle's mortgage, said Fagan; 'he gives Nora a coach-and-six; he is to sell out, and Lieutenant Ulick Brady of the Militia is to purchase his company. That coward of a fellow has been the making of your uncle's family.
'Take your ground, Fagan, twelve paces, I suppose? 'Ten, sir, said Mr. Quin, in a big voice; 'and make them short ones, do you hear, Captain Fagan? 'Don't bully, Mr. Quin, said Ulick surlily; 'here are the pistols. And he added, with some emotion, to me, 'God bless you, my boy; and when I count three, fire. Mr. 'They are all right, said he.
I guess if our folks in them days did n't care no great abaout Lord Percy and Sir William Haowe, we an't a-gon' to be scart by Sir Michael Fagan and Sir Hans What 's-his-name, nor no other fellahs that undertakes to be noblemen, and tells us common folks what we shall dew an' what we sha'n't. No, sir!
A Keeper of the Water Goats had been selected with the utmost care, combining in the choice practical politics with a sense of fitness. Timothy Fagan was used to animals for years he had driven a dumpcart. He was used to children he had ten or eleven of his own. And he controlled several votes in the Fourth Ward.
His head was downcast and his hands were clasped beneath the tails of his coat. Suddenly he looked Fagan full in the face. "'Twas our fault, Fagan," he said. "'Twas all our fault. If we didn't know thim dongolas was wather-proof we should have varnished thim before we put thim in th' lake t' soak. I don't blame you, Fagan, for ye did not know anny better, but I blame mesilf.
'Faith, says Fagan, 'I think you are a lad that's likely to keep your word; and, looking hard at me for a second or two, he walked away likewise, humming a tune: and I saw he looked back at me as he went through the old gate out of the garden.
"The people of that part of the country must have felt a good deal relieved," remarked Rosie. "Still there were Fenton's desperado companions left." "Two of them Fagan and West shared Fenton's fate, being shot by the exasperated people," said her mother; "and West's body was hung in chains, with hoop iron bands around it, on a chestnut tree hard by the roadside, about a mile from Freehold."
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