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Shure, I'll come back some day with gold of me own, a rale lady, for all the world like the gintry at the castle below." He took her hands for a moment and wrung them in his, then, with a look of dumb agony in his blue eyes, turned his back upon her and continued his way down the mountain side.
It's mighty high the girl is, with her talk o' the gintry and the ilegant places she seen in London, and never a mintion o' his name in all her letthers, the foolish craythur! it's too good the bhoy is for the likes o' her!"
He had th' gintry f'r miles around to his big house f'r balls an' dinners an' huntin' meetin's, an' half th' little shopkeepers in th' neighborin' town lived on th' money he spent f'r th' things he didn't bring fr'm Dublin or London. I mind wanst a great roar wint up whin he stayed th' whole season in England with his fam'ly.
The very poorest are the most remarked for this ridiculous boasting. A servant girl of mine told me, with a very grand toss of the head, "that she did not choose to demane herself by scrubbing a floor; that she belonged to the ra'al gintry in the ould counthry, and her papa and mamma niver brought her up to hard work."
Just the small men that have got up out of the muck. 'Tisn't the gintry at all. The gintry will wait a year, three years, five years, seven years for rint. The man that bought his farm or two wid borrowed money won't wait a day. 'Out ye go, an' bloody end to ye, says he. Ye don't hear of thim evictions. The man that sint it to the paper would get bate or worse.
Mary hurried him upstairs and put on his best summer suit of cream-colored flannel, with the red scarf around his waist, and combed out his curly locks. "Lords, is it?" he heard her say. "An' the nobility an' gintry. Och! bad cess to them! Lords, indade worse luck."
"Whisht, Patsy, he don't want no Irish bog-trotter," said Phil Donovan. "You're Irish yourself, Phil, now, and you can't deny it." "What if I am? I aint no bog-trotter I'm the son of an Irish count. You can see by my looks that I belong to the gintry." "Then the gintry must have red hair and freckles, Phil. There aint no chance for you." "Tell us all about it, Frank," said Dick.
"Well, you know, in England that's a big word; but I suppose here in Spain, or anywhere on the Continent, I might be called one." "I suppose," said the chief, after a pause, "that ye've got an ixtinsive acquaintince wid the nobility an' gintry an' all thira fellers?" "Yes," said Russell, "I have; and not in England only, but throughout the Continent.
''Tis not f'r th' likes iv ye to slandher a fam'ly that's iv th' landed gintry iv Ireland, an' f'r two pins I'd hit ye a poke in th' eye, she says. If it hadn't been f'r me bein' between thim, they'd have been trouble; f'r they was good frinds wanst. What is it th' good book says about a woman scorned? Faith, I've forgotten.
"Lave the room, is it, miss? Widout maning anny disrespect to yez, I might as well be telling yez that I'm ready to lave the place intirely, an' so is the cook an' stableman, an' the gardener. Sure none av us having been used to the gintry want to sthay in a place where we do be getting talked at all day." The prospect of all her servants leaving simultaneously was too awful for Mrs.
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