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"As long as them blackguards is there, a hollowing, and a screeching, divil a fox in all Ireland'd go out of this," said Mick to his master. "Ah, boys," said Frank, riding up, "if you want to see a hunt, will you keep back!" "Begorra we will, yer honer," said one. "Faix we wouldn't be afther spiling your honer's divarsion, my lord, on no account," said another.
Somers be telling us that we'd have saxpence each day as long we war here afore daylight? said I, yer honer; 'an' shure an' wasn't it black night when we war here this blessed morning, and devil a fear of the tizzy? said I. But it's mortial cowld, an' it'd be asier fur uz to be doing a spell of work than crouching about on our hunkers down on the wet ground." All this was true.
"Here, Patsy, come here, you born little divil," and he laid hold of the arm of the brat, who was trying to escape from him "come and hold my horse for me and I'll not forget you." "Shure, yer honer, Mr Lambert, I can't thin, for I'm afther engaging myself this blessed minute to Mr Larry Dillon, only he's jist trotted round to the stables to spake a word to Mick Keogh."
"Shure the docther there, and Mr Martin, knows well enough I'm not telling you a bit of a lie, Misther Armstrong," said the girl. "I know you're not, my good girl; I know you're not telling a lie; but, nevertheless, I must see Mr Lynch. Just step up and wake him, and tell him I'm waiting to say two words to him." "Faix, yer honer, he's very bitther intirely, when he's waked this early.
"What's the time, Terry?" said Lynch, frightened, by his own state, into rather more courtesy than he usually displayed to those dependent on him. "Well then, I b'lieve it's past one, yer honer." "The d l it is! I've such a headache. I was screwed last night; eh, Terry?" "I b'lieve yer war, yer honer." "What o'clock was it when I went to bed?"
"Glounthauneroughtymore, yer honer," said the driver, to whom the name was as easy and familiar as his own. "And you are going to set these men to work now?" said Herbert. "Well, I don't suppose they'll do much to-day, Mr. Fitzgerald. But I must try and explain to the head men how they are to begin. They have none of them any tools, you see." And then he called out again.
"Dat I may never see the light," began the old woman, "if I thought it wor anything but the turf, and jist the kishes that Barney Smith left there, the morn; and he to say nothing of the barley, and bring all these throubles on me and yer honer, the like of him, the spalpeen!"
When Thady came close to him he respectfully raised his old battered hat, and said "Long life to ye, Mr. Thady; I hope yer honer is finding yerself well this evening." "Quite well thank you, Joe," and Joe walked on with him a few steps. "Have you the rint ready for me yet?" continued Thady.
With a dark grin of contempt, and a kind of sarcastic gratification, he perused the document, which ran as follows: "My dear Sir Tomas, In a letter, which a' had the honer of receiving from you, in consequence of your very great kindness in condescending to kick me out of your house, on the occasion of my last visit to Red Hall, you were pleased to express a wish that a' would send you up as arthentic a list as a' could conveniently make up of my qualifications for the magistracey.
"Fire away, sir; I'm very well where I am, and I'm thinking I can howld out agin the hunger longer nor yer honer." "Your name is Pat Brady?" "It is." "Whose servant are you?" "Whose servant?" "Don't you understand what I say? whose servant are you?" "Faix thin, I don't call myself a servant at all." "Who's your master then?" "Mr. Macdermot here was my masther afore this affair."
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