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Updated: June 13, 2025
The men was goin' roun' an' about like dumb sheep, waitin' for the nex' man to fall over, an' sayin' undher their spache, 'Fwhat is ut? In the name av God, fwhat is ut? 'Twas horrible.
They must have been shtirrin' times, thim!" In characteristic fashion his mood suddenly changed. His face hardened, as with upraised hand he silenced the burst of laughter he had provoked from his hearers. "Ginthlemen!" he resumed quietly, "we're none av us cowards here, but no need tu remind yu' fwhat sort av a man we are goin' up against this night."
"Wid that I slipped my arm round her waist, for, begad, I fancied she had surrindered at discretion, an' the honors av war were mine, "'Fwhat nonsinse is this? sez she, dhrawin' hersilf up on the tips av her dear little toes. 'Wid the mother's milk not dhry on your impident mouth? Let go! she sez,
'Ah gotten thot theer, an' you knaw it, Mulvaney. He threw up his arms, and from the right armpit ran, diagonally through the fell of his chest, a thin white line terminating near the fourth left rib. 'My mind's goin', said Mulvaney, the unabashed. 'Ye were there. Fwhat I was thinkin' of! 'Twas another man, av coorse.
The ould man was dhrunk, his chin waggin' on the tiller, an' I sez to myself, 'If iver I stick my boat-huk into T-wharf again, I'll show the saints fwhat manner o' craft they saved me out av. Now, I'm here, as ye can well see, an' the model of the dhirty ould Kathleen, that took me a month to make, I gave ut to the priest, an' he hung ut up forninst the altar.
"This way, ye blundherin' man, an' don't you be doin' ut," sez he. Wid that he shows me a Waster action the breech av her all cut away to show the inside an' so plazed he was to grumble that he dimonstrated fwhat Hogan had done twice over. "An' that comes av not knowin' the wepping you're purvided wid," sez he. "Thank ye, Sargint," sez I; "I will come to you again for further information."
"Fwhat the hell is ut, ye greaser?" "Senor Texas send me quick," the little brown man panted, bowing low to the company, sombrero in hand. "Senor Worth's horse, he just come. In the saddle is no one. Senor Worth he is not come. I think he is gone." Before the Mexican finished speaking there was a rush of feet and he was alone.
Get up, you hog! sez I, louder, for I heard the wheels av a thrap in the dark; 'get up an' light your lamps, or you'll be run into! This was on the road to the Railway Station. "'Fwhat the divil's this? sez the Capt'n's voice in the dhark, an' I could judge he was in a lather av rage.
With an oath from Texas Joe the two men ran forward, and as they came up to the riders the Irishman cried: "Fwhat the hell are ye doin' here? Fwhat's the matter? Did thim divils go to the house first, or are ye crazy?" With a laugh Barbara dismounted and, telling Pablo to tie the horses to the hitch rack a short distance away, faced the astonished men.
He's comin' again." 'She pointed to the veranda, an' by the Hoight av Impart'nince, the Corp'ril man was comin' out av Bragin's quarters. "He's done that these five evenin's past," sez Annie Bragin. "Oh, fwhat will I do!" "He'll not do ut again," sez I, for I was fightin' mad. 'Kape away from a man that has been a thrifle crossed in love till the fever's died down. He rages like a brute beast.
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