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She's in a room all roight at the Y.W.C.A. place, fer I seed her at the winder. She come with a foine gintlemin, but he's gahn now, an' she's loike to stay a spell. You'd best come at once.... All roight. Hurry up!" He hung up the telephone-receiver and hurried back to his post in front of the big entrance.

"It's loike a rich man comin' through the oye av a needle," observed Sweeny. "Only this haint much the air 'f the New Jerusalem," returned Glover, glancing at the arid waste of buttes and ranges in the distance. "We oughter look up some huntin'," he continued. "Locker'll begin to show bottom b'fore long. Sweeny, wouldn't you like to kill suthin?" "I'd like to kill a pig," said Sweeny.

"Dutchy, I'd loike ye to know ye're exaggeratin'," he said. "Garminy ain't big enough for a river the loike o' this. An' I'll leave it to me intilligint-lookin' fri'nd here." Colonel Pepper, thus appealed to, blushed, looked embarrassed, coughed, and then replied that he thought Germany was quite large enough for such a river. "Did ye study gographie?" questioned the Irishman with fine scorn.

Ye want to get summat out'n me, ey con see that plain enough, an os ye stand there glenting at me wi' your sly little een, ye look loike an owd fox ready to snap up a chicken o' th' furst opportunity." "Your comparison is not very flattering, Jennet," replied Potts; "but I pass it by for the sake of its cleverness. You are a sharp child, Jennet a very sharp child.

"It's like a wild burrd," he added, after listening a few moments. "The pore thing. An' it's loike a wild burrd she is," said Mrs. Carroll pityingly. "Left alone so soon afther comin' to this sthrange counthry. It's a useless man altogether, is that ould Prospector." Carroll's face darkened. "Useless!" he exclaimed wrathfully, "he's a blank ould fool, crazy as a jack rabbit!

"Oh, av course a frog-atin' Frinchman loike you, Dashalong, would think any kind av fish a reg'lar feast." Deschaillon leaned over to inspect his portion. "Now eet does very well to wax zee mustache, Mike." He twirled his own. Caradoc grunted disapproval of such doubtful table talk, arose and left the rough company and rough fare with supercilious condemnation.

"Begorra, I'd loike to have a slap at 'em with a long thirty-two, or aven a blissid noine-pounder Armstrong," cried Tim Rooney, as vexed as "Old Jock" was at the result of this testing of the Silver Queen with her lighter heeled rivals to windward. "I'd soon knock 'em into shavin's, by the howly poker, I wud!"

As he breasted the bank, his hands succouring his feet, he heard steps behind him. "Who's that?" he snarled, crouching. Blob was standing at gaze a little way behind him. "What ye want?" The boy made no answer, staring with round moon-eyes. "He's noiked," came a musing voice. "Oi dew loike to see un." He shot out a finger, and, flinging back his head, gurgled laughter. "Here, boy!" called Kit.

'Ye be noice chaps, said John, looking steadily round. 'What's to do here, thou yoong dogs? 'Squeers is in prison, and we are going to run away! cried a score of shrill voices. 'We won't stop, we won't stop! 'Weel then, dinnot stop, replied John; 'who waants thee to stop? Roon awa' loike men, but dinnot hurt the women. 'Hurrah! cried the shrill voices, more shrilly still.

But the ways I'd loved and walked, avick, Were no more home to me, Wid their sthreets and turns av starin' brick, And no ould face to see! And the ould glad ways I'd helt in mind, Loike the home av Moira Bawn, And the ould green turns I'd dreamt to find, They all were lost and gone!