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Thus pinned down, Pat related all he knew and surmised concerning Haldane's woful predicament, saying in conclusion: "Ye must know that this Haldane is not a poor spalpeen uv a clerk, but a gintleman's son. They sez that his folks is as stylish and rich as the Arnots themselves. If ye'll have a reporther up at the office in the mornin', ye'll git the balance o' the tale."
'Yachtin' is a gintleman's spoort, he says, 'an' in dalin' with gintlemen, he says, 'ye can't be too careful, he says." "What's Sir Lipton doin' all this time?" asked Mr. Hennessy. "He's preparin' his bond, makin' his will, an' goin' through th' other lagal preliminaries iv th' race. He's built a boat too.
"Let me pour the tea for you, Mrs. Murphy," Molly interposed, taking the blue teapot out of Mrs. Murphy's crippled hands after it had been filled with boiling water. "What young lady did you say it was?" she asked presently, her eyes on a tea leaf swirling round and round in her cup. "'Tis Miss Fern, the gintleman's cousin, and they do say they're to be married before spring.
"Thrath, it's whor next to nothin' I'm giv-in' her to you, sir; but sure you can make your own price at any thing beyant a pound. Huerish amuck sladh anish! be asy, you crathur, sure you're gettin' into good quarthers, any how go into the hanerable English gintleman's kitchen, an' God knows it's a pleasure to dale wit 'em.
Straight and slender, spiritedly gracious in bearing, with gray eyes questioning us from beneath lashes of crinkly black, she was a radiant figure as she stood facing us, with a coat of bright-blue velvet thrown over her rosy gown. "Beg pardon, miss," said the policeman, brightly, "this gintleman's been robbed."
"Masther," said the farmer, "many a sthrange accident you met wid on yer thravels through Munsther?" "No doubt of that, Mr. Lanigan. I and another boy thravelled it in society together. One day we were walking towards a gintleman's house on the road side, and it happened that we met the owner of it in the vicinity, although we didn't know him to be such.
"The profits, I mean. You sell these things, don't you?" "Kilgobbin isn't a farm, sor, it's a gintleman's estate." Pinckney, not at all set back by this snub, turned and looked the factotum in the face. "Just so," said he, "but I've never heard of gentlemen growing pigs to look at; peacocks, maybe, but not pigs. However, we'll have another look at the business later."
"The poor gintleman's tired," observed Nancy, "afther a hard day's thravelling." "I dare say he is," said Father Ned, in the sincere hospitality of his country; "at all events, take care of him, Nancy, he's a stranger, and get the best supper you can for him he appears to be a truly respectable and well-bred man."
"Spake for yerself; you're mighty ready, I'm thinking, to spake for others," said Dan's helpmate; "av the gintleman's willing to help a poor man like Dan for putting a house over his head in his throubles, who's to hinder him?"
"Why," said Mat, "if the gintleman's not afther bein' sacked clane, I'm not here." "Are you a mathematician?" inquired Mat's friend, determined to follow up his victory; "do you know Mensuration?" "Come, I do know Mensuration," said the Englishman, with confidence. "And how would you find the solid contents of a load of thorns?" "Ay, or how will you consther and parse me this sintince?" said Mat
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