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"Starve? I defy you to," said he. "I'll sell you all the provisions you want at a fair profit." "I beg your pardon, sir," said Mac, "but my case is by itself. I'm working me passage; I got no share in that two thousand pounds, nor nothing in my pockut; and I'll be glad to know what you have to say to me?" "I ain't a hard man," said Trent; "that shall make no difference.
There wuz no bones bruk, glory be! and the docthor-man he was tellin' me so, after feelin' me over, whin I felt his hand in me waistcoat pockut. "'An' fwhat's this, sor? sez I. 'Do you be lookin' for your fee that thief's way? "He laffed, and said: 'I want no fee from ye, me man, an' I did but feel your ribs, though on me conscience he had done that undher me waistcoat already.
Wan day had I been in London, sor wan day only, an' a low scutt thried to poison me dhrink; next day some udther thief av sin shoved me off av a railway platform undher a train, malicious and purposeful; glory be, he didn't kill me! but the very docther that felt me bones thried to pick me pockut, I du b'lieve.
And now I've got money, I must have friends; for when I hadn't, ye know, my friends seemed against me, and now I have, it's the world that does, where'll I hide it? Oh, dear! now I'm with you, I don't mind, though this brown-faced forr'ner servant of yours, he gives me shivers. Can he understand English? becas I've got ut all in my pockut!" Merthyr sighed wearily for release.
So there's my opinion to ye, plumber, and you can put it in your pockut till required." "Well, I will say, Mac, you're a gentleman," said Carthew, as he helped him to shovel back his winnings into the treasure chest. "Divil a fear of it, sir! a drunken sailor-man," said Mac.
So there's my opinion to ye, plumber, and you can put it in your pockut till required." "Well, I will say, Mac, you're a gentleman," said Carthew, as he helped him to shovel back his winnings into the treasure-chest. "Divil a fear of it, sir, a drunken sailor-man," said Mac.
"Starve? I defy you to," said he. "I'll sell you all the provisions you want at a fair profit." "I beg your pardon, sir," said Mac, "but my case is by itself I'm working me passage; I got no share in that two thousand pounds nor nothing in my pockut; and I'll be glad to know what you have to say to me?" "I ain't a hard man," said Trent. "That shall make no difference.
'Faith, that I know I shall, sor, sez I, wid the money safe in me pockut; an' I winked him back, conjanial. 'I've a smart family about me, sez he, 'an' I treat 'em all fair an' liberal. An', saints, I thought it likely his family 'ud have all they wanted, seein' he was so free-handed wid a stranger.
And now I've got money, I must have friends; for when I hadn't, ye know, my friends seemed against me, and now I have, it's the world that does, where'll I hide it? Oh, dear! now I'm with you, I don't mind, though this brown-faced forr'ner servant of yours, he gives me shivers. Can he understand English? becas I've got ut all in my pockut!" Merthyr sighed wearily for release.
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