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He felt himself seized by a nameless panic, such as had not come over him since he was a small child a dozen years ago. "What's the matter at all?" he said futilely to Ned Dermody, knowing well enough. "Gone he is," said Ned, "the life was vexed out of him among us all. He's gone. And it's follyin' him I'd liefer be, on'y for them crathurs at home."
"Gomeral yourself and save your penny," said Mick, whose temper was not at its best after his long day of hungry discontent. "And the divil a call you have to be onaisy about the crathur follyin' you anywheres. Stayin' where she is she's apt to be, until she gets the chanst of goin' out to say wid the turn of the tide, and that's like enough to happen her."
"And who at all was talkin' of the cow follyin'? It's ould Biddy Duggan down below that nivir has her tongue off of me, nagglin' at me for lettin' the poor crathur pick her bit along the beach, and it a strip of the finest grass in the townland, when it's above wather, just goin' to loss. A couple of pints differ extry it does be makin' in the milkin' of a day she's grazed there.
He couldn't help, in spite av himself, lookin' now an' thin at the picthur, an' he immediately obsarved that the eyes av it was follyin' him about, an' starin' at him, an' winkin' at him, wheriver he wint. "Oh," says he, when he seen that, "it's a poor chance I have," says he; "an' bad luck was with me the day I kem into this unforthunate place," says he.
"Sure," he returned gruffly, "we're follyin' it all down that Number Wan." "What 's the nature of the ore body?" "A bit low grade, wid a thrifle of copper, an' the vein is n't overly tick." "How far have you had to cut across here before striking color?" "'Bout thirty fate o' rock work." "Hike on, you thief," commanded the engineer, his jaw setting threateningly.
"Only I'm curious to know what the deuce you've been following my ship for, the last week." "Follyin' your ship! Why, thin, blur-an-agers, do you think it's follyin' yiz I am?" "It's very like it," said the captain. "Why, did two people niver thravel the same road before?" "I don't say they didn't; but there's a great difference between a ship of seven hundred tons and a hooker."
Git your nose up, Ned, or you'll be unwittin' classifyin' yersilf with the great slave class which we lift behind not long ago, but which is follyin' us hard and far. Git your nose up, fer it's Batty has been thinkin' ye've Destiny inside your skin. Listen to Batty the Fool, and search your sowl. I'll tell ye this: I've the feelin' that I'll be hearin' of ye, in all the marrches o' the worrld.
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