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Updated: June 20, 2025
"She give me char-rge av th' owld eshtate, wid th' big house, an th' lawn as wide an' as grane as th' angel pastures av hiven an' little Eily his sisther th' purtiest gur-rl owld Oirland iver bred, who was niver tired av listhenin' to tales av her big brother.
The ferocious frown gave way to placid peace and the captain reclined at the feet of the battered victor, who stood waiting for him to get up and fight. The captain lay without a sign of movement and as Hopalong wondered, Hogan was the first to speak. "Fer the love av hiven, let him be! Ye needn't wait he's done; I know by the sound av it!" he exclaimed, stepping forward.
What was there f'r this joynt intelleck an' this household tyrant to talk about? No wondher he pined. Think iv this Light iv th' Tendherloin bein' compelled to set down ivry month or two an' chat about a new tooth that Hiven had just sint to a fam'ly up th' sthreet! Nor was that all. She give him no rest. Time an' time again she asked him was he comin' home that night.
Dropping the cane, she rushed into the bedroom, and retreated underneath the bed, whither she well knew Riley's infirmities would not permit him to follow. "Come out o' there," the old man commanded, close behind her. "It's lovely under here," the child answered; "I'd rather stay." "Phwat in th' name o' Hiven have ye been doin'?"
'Now the Divil an' all his angils an' the Firmament av Hiven fly away wid the "Mister," an' the sin av making me swear be on your confession, Dinah Shadd! Privit, I tell ye. Wid Privit Mulvaney's best obedience, that but for me the last time-expired wud be still pullin' hair on their way to the sea. He threw himself back in the chair, chuckled, and was silent. 'Mrs.
"Take these bags upstairs, Pat," said he on their arrival at the cottage, "and then come down and drive me over to Mrs. Wrandall's." "Will ye be after stayin' for lunch with her, Mr. Brandon?" inquired Pat, climbing over the wheel. "I can't answer that question now." "Hiven help both av us if Mary's good luncheon goes to waste," said Pat ominously. "That's all I have to say.
Phwat is yer name?" His voice quavered, and the little eyes glittered between the red-rimmed lids, bright as an eagle's. The younger man was astonished at his excitement. "Why, Bill," he replied. "Bill or Moike or Pat wurrah! Oi mane yer rale name th' whole av ut?" "That I have not told. I am called Bill." "Lord av hiven! I thocht ut th' fir-rst toime Oi seen ye but now! Man! B'y.
For the first five years av my service, whin I was what I wud give my sowl to be now, I tuk whatever was within my reach an' digested ut an' that's more than most men can say. Dhrink I tuk, an' ut did me no harm. By the Hollow av Hiven, I cud play wid four women at wanst, an' kape them from findin' out anythin' about the other three, an' smile like a fullblown marigold through ut all.
Maxwell had a shrewd suspicion that the boy had taken himself off believing it might embarrass Maxwell less if any of the ladies should speak to him. "Did none of 'em know you, then?" he asked. "Not one of them spoke; I guess my disguise is pretty complete." "Thank hiven!" Danny exclaimed.
"Sure it's the hoith o' livin' we have what with cocky-nuts, an' taros an' bananas, an' young pigs for the killin', an' ginger-beer for the drinkin', an' penny loaves growin' on the trees for nothin', wid no end o' birds, an' pots ready bilin', night an' day, to cook 'em in och! it would be hiven intirely but for the dirty savages, bad luck to 'em!"
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