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"No; the last I remember I was with Kirby and another man. He he was dressed like a minister, but but he was half drunk, and once he swore at me. The place where we were was a little shack in the side of a hill, with stone walls. Kirby took me there from the steamer, together with a man he called Rale Jack Rale. They locked me in and left me alone until after dark.
"The rale sort, my lord," says I; "an ould, ancient family, that's spent every sixpence they had in treating their neighbors. My father lived near him for years," you see, Molly, I said that to season the discourse. "We'll make him a captain," says my lord; "but, Mr. Free, could we do nothing for you?" "Nothing, at present, my lord. When my friends comes into power," says I, "they'll think of me.
As she told Jean later: "For a' Andra pit me against lords, I canna see muckle wrang wi' this yin. A rale pleasant fellow I tak' him to be, lord or no lord. If they were a' like him, we wudna need to be Socialists. It's queer I've aye hed a hankerin' after thae high-born kinna folk. It's that interestin' to watch them. Ye niver ken whit they'll dae next, or whit they'll say they're that audacious.
Pathrick beyant, wid the little lamp flickerin' an' flickerin' an' shinin' on his face, an' I thought o' Barney, an' that I'd niver see him agin, an' I burst out cryin'. 'Oh, St Pathrick! says I, 'how'll I ever be able to make up my mind to it at all? An' St. Pathrick looked back at me rale wicked. An' 'Oh, says I again, 'God forgive me, but sure how can I help it? An' there was St.
'An' wheer's he to come through? says I. 'Learoyd, my man, he sings out, 'you're a pretty man av your inches an' a good comrade, but your head is made av duff. Isn't our friend Orth'ris a Taxidermist, an' a rale artist wid his nimble white fingers? An' what's a Taxidermist but a man who can thrate shkins?
"If that aeroplane did climb up out of that field, while we pushed through the heavy timber, and none of us heard a thing, let me tell you, boys, they've got a cracker-jack of a motor, that's what!" "But arrah! would ye be thinkin' that a lot of bog-trottin' counterfeiters'd be havin' a rale aeroplane?" burst out Andy Flinn, who had up to now been unable to give any expression to his feelings.
Didn't you tell me the Gineral said there couldn't no woman come up to him?" "I did, mother." "I call that pretty foine. Beatin' the women at their own work. There was only wan man in the mess that could do it, you said?" "Yes, mother," smiled Mike. "I thought so. 'Tain't often you foind a rale handy man loike that. And he was the best foighter they had, too?" "Yes, mother."
Don't be so damn touchy. Eneyboddy in the shack?" "No; only the woman, asleep on a stool." "Whar's Tim gone to?" "I reckon he don't even know hisself; he's sure sum drunk." Rale chuckled, patting the side of the horse next him. "Whole caboodle workin' like a charm," he said, good humoredly.
A fellow that construes by nature looks at a sentence, and spots the nominative in a moment makes verses rale, superior, iligant articles. 'But I thought he wasn't always accurate. Can't you catch him out? O Lance, don't look so fierce! I only said so because he can't want the exhibition as much as you. He can go to some other school, or be paid for.
Their solicitude touched her. "You was allus good to me, girls!" she said gratefully. "I feel lots better now. This fire's rale comfortin'!" bending almost into it in her desire for warmth. But the vociferous baby would no longer be silenced; and she took him from Morton's arms to her own, hugging him close, and growing warmer at once from the contact of his dear little body.
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