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"I wosh only goin' to shay that wotever Mish Byersh wosh even if she wosh wife o' yours she wosh noble woman! Such a woman," continued Mr. Byers, dreamily regarding space, "can't have too many husbands." "You jest sit back here a minit, and have a quiet smoke till I come back," said Abner, handing him his tobacco plug. "I've got to give the butcher his order but I won't be a minit."
His early slavery, his time of probation, was spent in Antrim, on the hillside of Slieve Mish, and in the woods that then covered its flanks and valleys. Wandering there with his flocks to the hill-top, he looked down over the green darkness of the woods, with the fertile open country stretching park-like beyond, to the coast eight miles away.
And to-night, her chance assortment was amazingly varied, even for India: Army, 'Political, Civil; P.W.D. and Native States; New India, in the person of Dyán; and not least, the 'medical mish' pair; an element rich in mute inglorious heroism, as the villagers and 'depressed classes' of India know.
"Yes," said Toddie, who had listened carefully to Mike's recital, "an' kitty-kitty said, 'Miauw! Miauw! when she goed down ze well. An' Mish Doctor sed, 'Bad boy go home don't never tum to my housh no more, dat's what she said to me. Now be some more animals, Ocken Hawwy. Can't you be a whay-al?" "Whales don't make a noise, Toddie; they only splash about in the water."
"Has anyone sent word to Miss Endicott?" "Sent word to Mish Endicott? No, I'd 'no's they have. Think she'd care to come? Say, boys, that's a good joke. This old fellow don't know who he is devil'n all his angels p'raps he s'gests we send word to Mish Endicott t' come' th' fun'ral " "I said nothing of the kind," said Michael fiercely. "Have you no sense of decency?
Byers's alcoholic susceptibility, and hastened his descent from the passionate heights of intoxication to the maudlin stage whither he was drifting. The fire of his red eyes became filmed and dim, an equal moisture gathered in his throat as he pressed Abner's hand with drunken fervor. "Thash so! your thinking o' me an' Mish Byersh is like troo fr'en'," he said thickly.
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