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There's no harm in them barring the want of sense." "It would be as well for them to be kept off Inishbawn for all that." "They never offered to set foot on the island," said Kinsella, "since the day I told them that herself and the childer had the fever. The way it is with them, they wouldn't care where they'd be, one place being the same to them as another, if they'd be let alone."
It's a poor thing to be breaking my back rowing a boatload of gravel all the way from Inishbawn and then to be told to turn round and go back; and just now too, when the wind has dropped and it's beginning to look mighty black over to the eastward." "You're to go back," said Patsy, "because the strange gentleman that's up at the big house is wanting your boat." "Let him want!"
In fact Inishbawn, if that's its name, doesn't look a very good place for sponges." "Oh, you still stick to those sponges?" said Priscilla. "Miss Rutherford," said Frank, "is collecting zoophytes for the British Museum." "Investigating and tabulating," said Miss Rutherford, "for the Royal Dublin Society's Natural History Survey."
"That same Patsy the smith," said Peter Walsh, "has a terrible strong hate in him for doing anything in a hurry whether it's little or big." "Just you tell him from me," said Priscilla, "that if I don't get that rudder properly settled when I want it tomorrow morning, I'll go out to Inishbawn, in spite of your rats and your heifers." Peter Walsh's face remained perfectly impassive.
Least of all did he want one whom he knew to be a "high-up gentleman" and suspected of being a government official of the most dangerous and venomous kind, but Joseph Antony Kinsella was not the man to see a fellow creature drift across Inishbawn Roads without making an effort to help him ashore.
"Sure he can't." "And what's to hinder him?" "He was drunk an hour ago," said Peter Walsh, "and he'll be drunker now." "Bedamn then, but you'd better take him down and dip him in the tide, for I'll not have that young fellow with the sore leg on Inishbawn. If it was only herself I wouldn't care." "I'd be afeard to do it," said Peter Walsh. "Afeard of what?" "Afeard of Patsy the smith.
Priscilla hurriedly turned over the corner of the spinnaker and got out the jam pot. She glanced at its paper cover. "Inishbawn is an inviolable sanctuary," she said. "What a mercy it is that I wrote down that word last night. I had forgotten it again. It's a desperately hard word to remember." "It's a very good word," said Miss Rutherford. "It's useful anyhow," said Priscilla.
I came across it once in a book and looked it out in the dict. to see what it meant. It's used about sanctuaries and secrets. Do you remember what it is?" Frank did not give his mind to the question. He was thinking, with some pleasure, of the baffled rage of Lord Torrington when he was not allowed to land on Inishbawn.
"She was in Brannigan's last night, buying peppermint drops and every kind of foolishness, the same as she might be a little girleen that was given a penny and her just out of school." "If she hasn't more sense at her time of life," said Kinsella, "she never will." "Seeing it's that sort she is, I wouldn't say we'd any need to be caring where she goes so long as it isn't to Inishbawn."
Miss Rutherford, her face glistening with heat, had gone to sleep in a most uncomfortable attitude soon after luncheon. Her head nodded backwards from time to time and whenever it did so she opened her eyes, smiled at Frank, rearranged herself a little and then went to sleep again. The cattle on Inishbawn had forsaken their scanty pasture and stood knee-deep in the sea.
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