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I reckon he is right women don't like to see men do anything better than them, as Mr. Jinks says." And Verty began to admire a plum-colored coat which was lying on the counter. "I like this," he said. O'Brallaghan grew eloquent on the plum-colored coat asserting that it was a portion of a suit made for one of his most elegant customers, but not sent for. He could, however, dispose of it to Mr.
Hagan's part as the warrior who is in love with her, and, seeing her partiality for the captain, nobly rescues him from death, I trust will prove a hit. A strange fish is this Hagan: his mouth full of stage-plays and rant, but good, honest, and brave, if I don't err. He is angry at having been cast lately for Sir O'Brallaghan, in Mr. Macklin's new farce of Love A-la-mode.
Jinks frowned; then he added to Verty, "Young man, have the goodness to stand upon that bench." O'Brallaghan and Roundjacket retreated to the outer room, where they were, soon after, joined by Verty, who was laughing. "Well," muttered the young man, "I will not tell anybody that Mr. Jinks sews, if he don't want it to be known especially Miss Sallianna.
Michael. O'Brallaghan staggered back Ralph burst into a roar of laughter, and sliding from Fodder, ignominiously retreated, leaving Mr. Jinks and O'Brallaghan face to face. The scene which then ensued is dreadful to even reflect upon, after the lapse of so many years. Fodder backed into the street immediately, but he had accomplished the insult to O'Brallaghan.
Jinks this is the sweet morsel which he has rolled beneath his tongue for days this is the refinement of torture he has mixed for the love-sick O'Brallaghan, who personates the opposing Michael. As the adversaries see their opponents, they roar as they catch sight of their patron saints thus raised aloft derisively, they thunder.
Jinks, dismounting, and, with great dignity, entrusting Fodder to a stable-boy, lounging near; "that hound, O'Brallaghan, knew his place, sir, and did not presume to complain " "Of Fodder?" "Of anything, sir." "The fact is, it would have been ridiculous. What had he to complain of, I should like to be informed. So he retreated?" "He did, sir," said Mr.
He proceeds carefully toward the western portion of the town; then suddenly turns a corner, and goes northward; then changes his course, and takes his way eastward. This is to throw enemies off the track. Half an hour's ride brings him in the neighborhood of Mistress O'Calligan's. What does he hear? A voice singing; the voice of no less a personage than Mr. O'Brallaghan.
In which O'Brallaghan cheerfully acquiesced, observing that the importance attached by himself to the threats of Mr. Jinks was exactly commensurate with the terror which would be caused him by the kick of a flea. And so, with mutual and terrible frowns, this alarming interview terminated: Mr.
Verty did not recognize him immediately; and Mr. Jinks did not observe the new comers either. An exclamation from the young man, however, attracted his attention, and he started up. "Mr. O'Brallaghan!" cried the knight of the needle, if we may so far plagiarize upon Roundjacket's paraphrase "Mr. O'Brallaghan! this is contrary to our contract, sir.
O'Brallaghan expresses disapprobation at the coldness of the lady. The lady replies, that she respects and esteems Mr. O'Brallaghan, but never, never can be his, owing to the fact that she is another's. Mr. Jinks starts with joy, and shakes his fist from the protecting shadow triumphantly at the poor defeated wooer.
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