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But, she ain't fool enough to let on she ain't fooled, fer well she knows that as long as she knows more thin he thinks she knows, she holds th' edge an' th' divil av ut is, she does. "Take a man, now; phwin ye know um, ye know um. He's always willin' to admit he's as shmar-rt as he is, or a damn soight shmar-rter, which don't fool no wan, fer 'tis phwat they expect.

He had found his father waiting for him in the front hall after he came down-stairs from Mr. Gorham's library, but the only remark the old man vouchsafed was, "Have ye done phwat I told ye, Jimmie?" Then the door swung upon its hinges while the younger man went out, leaving his father chuckling softly. "Jimmie's th' fine la-ad, afther all," Riley muttered quietly to himself.

"A man c'n brag an' lie about phwat he knows, an' phwere he's been, an' phwat he's done; an' noine toimes out av tin, ye cud trust him to th' inds av th' earth wid ye're lasht dollar. "But wanst let um go out av his way to belittle himsilf an' phwat he knows, an' Oi w'udn't trust him wid a bent penny as far as Oi cud t'row a bull be th' tail fer 'tis done wid a purpose. 'Tis so wid Shtromberg."

Apparently satisfied, he returned again to where Bill was standing. "Come on in th' bunk-house, now," he said. "I want to locate Shtromberg an' wan or two more. We'll sit around an' shmoke a bit, an' phwin they begin rollin' in ye'll ask me phwere is th' van, fer ye must have blankets an' phwat not.

As he did so another kick made him stagger to his feet gasping with pain. A gorilla-faced constable greeted him with a savage grin. "Phwat d'ye mane, ye blayguard, indaycently exposing yersilf in this parrt av th' doomane? Oi've as good a moind as iver a man had in the wurrld to run yez in. Can't ye find anither place to unthdress yersilf in, ye low vaygrant?" Ned did not answer.

But the way that Tom Slade stood there waiting that meant something. It was worth all the rotten tomatoes in Schmitt's Grocery, where Tom had "acquired" that particular one. "Phwat are ye standin' there for?" Pete had roared in righteous fury. Probably he thought that at least Tom might have paid him that tribute of respect of fleeing from his wrath.

The old man was beginning to wax indignant over his son's unfavoured suit when a voice, rich and strong, called to him across the loose stone wall that divided the road from the fields. "Any news going down Lissough way, father?" It was Dermot, who had stopped for a moment in his task of cutting down the long grass. "Arrah, phwat news is it likely an old man like me should bring?

By the sowl av' me mother, Hans, devil a foot does he put inside my door till he explains phwat he manes by it." "Shoost vat you mide expeg from a new chum!" replied Hans, who had lived in Australia. Then they both went back to their respective houses to await events. Now Packenham meant no harm, and had not the faintest idea he was giving offence. But then, as Denison said, he never would think.

There was a conscious funeral pageantry in the ring of its measured phrases that recalled to many burials of the dead that had taken place in their widely scattered homes. Mrs. Barbauld’s hymn, "Flee as a Bird to the Mountain," are the words usually sung to the air. Costigan presently cut across the dirgelike refrain with: "Phwat th’ divil is ut about that chune that Oi’m thinkin’ of?"

James tried desperately to summon courage enough to oppose his father's will, but to no avail. "I've mixed a bit with Buckner the first husband that's all." "An' phwat did ye find out?" Riley demanded, sternly. James hesitated. "Out wid it!" the old man shouted. "He's been married again since."