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Then he remembered how he had laughed at my gambols with Molly O'Flaherty in the hayfield, and how they amused him, and how he thought my Romping ways might divert My Lady Duchess his Consort, who was a pining, puling, melancholic Temperament, and much afflicted with the Vapours, for want of something to do.
"Big news." "What sort of news?" "Don't know yet." "Who said there was news?" "Driver." "Where is he?" "Don't know." "Who will know about it?" "O'Flaherty." Here there was a general shout from the crowd for O'Flaherty, and an irascible-looking man, with a red bloated face and bristling hair came to the office door. "Now, what the divil d'ye want?" he roared, shaking a quill pen at the crowd.
"There was never a happier couple than Dinnis O'Flaherty an' I the day the praste made us one. But, after a while, the wages got low, and the times were hard wid us. 'Polly, says Dinnis to me one day, 'will you be afther goin' to Ameriky wid me? 'Dinnis, says I, 'wherever it plases you to go its I, Polly McBrine, that's ready and willin' to follow. We sailed in the St.
Then he said, 'Give me another drink, O'Flaherty; it's wake-like I feel. Before I could get the cup to his lips he went off in a faint. He has come round now and has had a drink of weak whisky and water, and is lying quiet and composed. It is better that you should not go near him at present. I hope that he will drop off to sleep presently.
'Come in, Sorr! thundered O'Flaherty, unlocking the door, in reply to a knock, and expecting to see his 'ojus French damon. But it was a tall fattish stranger, rather flashily dressed, but a little soiled, with a black wig, and a rollicking red face, showing a good deal of chin and jaw.
In the half indulged hope that his state might permit some faint exercise of the reasoning faculty, O'Flaherty walked towards the small den they had designated as the mess-room, in search of his brother officer. As he entered the apartment, little disposed as he felt to mirth at such a moment, the tableau before him was too ridiculous not to laugh at.
Saying these words, O'Flaherty proceeded to walk towards his quarters, accompanied by the sergeant, with whom he conversed for some time eagerly occasionally replying, as it appeared, to objections, and offering explanations as the other seemed to require them.
"Just at this moment the dragoons came in sight; they came galloping up, shouting like madmen. One look was enough for my fellows; they sprang to their legs from their devotions, fired a volley straight at the new moon, and ran like men. "I was knocked down in the rush. As I regained my legs, Tom O'Flaherty was standing beside me, laughing like mad. "'Eh, Monsoon! I've kept my word, old fellow!
"Nancy, get us a glass oh, here it is! Thin if it be, it's a wrong enthry in the Journal." "Here's your health, Masther! Not forgetting you, Mrs. O'Flaherty. No, indeed, thin it's not in the Journal, but an oath I'm goin' to take against liquor." "Nothin' is asier to post than it is.
She replied that, after seeing her and making some enquiries regarding her capability, she would speak to a friend of hers, who was in want of a servant, and she had no doubt she could influence her friend to engage her, should she consider her a suitable person. Accordingly, when Mrs. O'Flaherty called, two or three days after, Mrs.
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