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"An' ye did?" asked Coolin, open-mouthed and staring; for never had he seen Connor with aught on his face but a devil-may-care smile. "Ordered away we was next avenin', an' sorra the glimpse of Mary Haggarty to me for Headquarters is a lady that will not be denied. Away we wint overseas.
"Ye'll take what ye can get, Coolin; fer wid a splinterin' bullet in y'r gizzard ye lie where ye fall." "But Mary Haggarty, Connor?" "I was drinkin' hard, ye understand, Coolin drinkin', loike a dhromedairy ivery day enough to last a wake, an' Mary tryin' to stop me betimes. At last I tuk the pledge an' her on promise.
Haggarty was a great admirer, lauded her everywhere as a model of resignation and virtue, and praised beyond measure the admirable piety with which she bore her sufferings. Well, every man to his taste. It did not certainly appear to me that SHE was the martyr of the family.
"Surgeon Haggarty" was emblazoned on Dennis's gate, on a stained green copper-plate; and, not content with this, on the door-post above the bell was an oval with the inscription of "New Molloyville."
Now, Dionysius Haggarty was of an exceedingly inflammable temperament, and it chanced that of all the invalids, the visitors, the young squires of Warwickshire, the young manufacturers from Birmingham, the young officers from the barracks it chanced, unluckily for Miss Gam and himself, that he was the only individual who was in the least smitten by her personal charms.
"An' wance broke out agin afther tin months' goin' wake and watery, was like a steer in the corn. There was no shtoppin' me, an' " "Not Mary Haggarty aither?" "Not Mary Haggarty aither." "O, William Connor dear!" "Ye may well say, 'O, William Connor dear! 'Twas what she said day by day, an' the heart uv me loike Phararyoh's.
Shlapin' I was wan night in a troop-ship in the Bay uv Biscay; an' I dramed I saw Mary walkin' along the cliff by well, 'tis no matter, fer ye've niver been there, an 'tis no place to go to unheedin'. Manny an' manny a time I'd walked wid Mary Haggarty there. There's a steep hill betune two pints uv land.
That was Mary Haggarty. An' ivery shtep she tuk had the spring uv the first sod of Adin. Shure no, ye didn't know Mary Haggarty, an' ye niver will, Coolin, fer the sod she trod she's lyin' under, an' she'll niver rise up no more." "Fer choice I'll take the sod uv Erin to the sand uv the Soudan," said Coolin.
'Tis five years ago, an' I take it hard that Mary Haggarty spakes to me through you. 'Tis a warnin', Coolin." "'Twas a lie I told you, Connor 'twas a lie!" And Coolin tried to grin. Connor's voice was like a woman's, soft and quiet, as he answered: "Ye'll lie fast enough, Coolin, whin the truth won't sarve; but the truth has sarved its turn this time." "Aw, Connor dear, only wan half's thrue.
DO you?" said she; and was led in triumph to the jingling old piano, and with a screechy wiry voice, sang those very abominable old ditties which I had heard her sing at Leamington ten years back. Haggarty, as she sang, flung himself back in the chair delighted.
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