"Thady," said Richard, with much authority in his voice, "this gentl'man is Mr. Prendergast from our place, and he must see the masther before he goes to the hunt." "Faix and the masther'll have something to do this blessed morning," said Thady, as he showed Mr. Prendergast also into the dining-room, and went upstairs to inform his master that there was yet another gentleman come upon business.

"I am on a visit to this country and am at present staying at the house of my friend, Mr. John Morton." "He's the gentl'man from Bragton, Dan." "Hold your jaw, can't you?" said the husband. Then he touched his hat to the Senator intending to signify that the Senator might, if he pleased, continue his narrative. "If you did kill that fox, Mr. Goarly, I think you were quite right to kill him."

You git it for me, an' I'll help you with that Dawson bird. You know the McElroy feller, don't you?" "I've saw him hangin' 'round; but I can't go over there," Tusk grumbled. "Didn't I jest tell you Dawson buhned me out? Why don't you go?" "Tusk, a gentl'man don't like to be askin' another gentl'man to pay him back a little friendly loan.

We want you able-bodied men to stop speechifying, which don't 'mount to the wiggle of a sick cat's tail, and to go fi'tin'; otherwise you can stay to home and take keer of the children, while we wimin will go to the wars!" "Gentl'man," said I, "that's my wife! Go in, old gal!" and I throw'd up my ancient white hat in perfeck rapters.