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'I know how far away yez are from the loikes of me and will forgit me to-morry, but I'm glad yez come, for it gave me a breath of the joy of the great world outside. Here hearts be breaking continually, for our lives are narrowed down to a mere fight for food. It's jist slavery from the cradle ter ther grave, and slavery over which there shines no star of hope.
We'll git to the ould sod, will we?" "Yes, but ye'll do it yerselves, mind ye. No kicks, no scraps. Ye'll do as yer told, and pull ropes, and wark." "We'll wurruk," they declared, noisily. "It's not the loikes o' you th't'll foind the wurruk we can't do, nayther." "We'll see," said Murphy, nodding his head portentously.
"Ye bet Oi do, sor. Sthep out there, Burke, yer slab-sided boss o' Swades, or Oi 'll show ye what a dacent Oirishman an O'Brien, bedad, thinks o' the loikes of ye; Oi will that."
Murphy shook her head disparagingly. "It was shure some divilment," she asserted, stoutly. "He'll be up to some thrick wid the poor gyurl; Oi know the loikes av him. Shure, the two av yez must look as much aloike as two payes in a pod. Loikely now, it's a twin sister ye've got?" Hope smiled, although her eyes were misty. "Oh, no; Fred and I were the only children; but what shall I do?
"Go on, Marion, an' sing phat ye loike. It's loike a burrd ye are, an' Oi loikes t' hear ye. An' Patsy, too, eh?" He took the little cripple up in his arms very gently and held him for some minutes. "You're a big man, dad, aint ye?" said Patsy, putting his puny arm round his father's hairy neck. "An' ye can lick the hull town, can't ye?"
It's noa an inn, but the colonel zees company vor the vun o' the thing 'cause he loikes to zee company about 'un. You must 'a heard ov him Colonel Rogers a' used to be a soger once." "Say no more," cried the major. "I have heard of this hospitable gentleman; and his having been in the army gives me a sure claim to his attention. Here's a crown for your information, my good friend.
An' ye licked the dirthy spalpane, an' got away wid his gyurl! Glory be! And would Oi take her? Well, Oi would. Niver doubt that, me bye. She may be the quane av Shaba, an' she may be a Digger Injun Squaw, but the loikes av him had betther kape away from Kate Murphy. It's glad Oi am ter do it! Bring her in. Oi don't want ter hear no more."
Do yez know where yez will go whin yez die at my hands?" "Me go to heaven," said Feng, with comfortable conviction. "Th' ye say!" ejaculated Mr. Quilty, in shocked amazement. "I think I see ye there!" "You no see me," said Feng. "No Ilish lailway man stop in heaven. Me catchee heaven all light. Missionally say so." "Is ut mish-naries they send to waste time on the loikes iv yez?" snorted Mr.
"And I refuse to go for the loikes of you," retorted Ellen with great dignity. "Then, Mr. Hamshaw, I shall remain until she does go. But go she must." "I'll go when I get good and ready, Mr. Sago." "We'll have the squab now, Sago," said Mr. Hamshaw. "Very good, sir." It was quite an old story among the members of the club, especially those who knew Mr.
It was her heart's delight to drink tea with the young ladies. "And how is the poor gintleman, Mr. Edwin, I mean?" "He's getting better every day, Mrs. Murphy." "And I'm that glad to hear the news. It would have been a sad day for the poor young lady if she had lost him though, may the Howly Mother forgive me for saying it, she's not good enough for the loikes of him, I'm thinkin'."
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