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He rose with automatic courtesy, and shook hands with Herman. "How's the sick man getting on?" "Vera well vera well consederin' the mon is a complete worn-out that's all naethin' more. Thes floom-a-didale bezniss of rantin' away on the fear o' the Laird for sax weeks wull have worn out the frame of a bool-dawg." Herman and Chapman smiled. "I hope you'll tell him that."
He arose with automatic courtesy, and shook hands with Herman. "How's the sick man getting on?" "Vera well vera well consederin' the mon is a complete worn-out that's all naethin' more. Thes floom-a-didale bezniss of rantin' away on the fear o' the Laird for sax weeks wull have worn out the frame of a bool-dawg." Herman and Chapman smiled. "I hope you'll tell him that."
You know a hawk from a hand-saw, any how and be my sowl, kind father, for you whish! I'm rantin' Regan from sweet Anghadarra!" So saying, poor, idle, drinking, negligent, pugnacious Regan, by his own sheer neglect, put his property into the hands of the most relentless harpy that ever robbed and fleeced a tenantry.
The pedlar had no sooner glanced at M'Carthy than he grasped his tremendous cudgel with greater firmness, and putting his hand into his breast, he pulled out a pistol, and with these preparations approached our friend, still continuing his song, with the same careless glee, and an utter absence of all fear. "'I' m the rantin' cannie soogah'
"Moore's is about ruined already, I've a hunch." "You can get hunches you never dreamed of, Belllounds, old as you are. An' I'll give you one presently.... But we drift off. Can't you keep cool?" "Cool! With you rantin' hell-bent for election? Haw! Raw!... Wade, you're locoed. You always struck me queer.... An' if you'll excuse me, I'm gettin' tired of this talk. We're as far apart as the poles.
An' I'm afraid it's got Jean. The lass has been rantin' about it ever since we left the railway. But who is that? Yonder, just goin' into the post? My old eyes ain't so good in the twilight." "Wentworth!" exclaimed Hedin, leaping to his feet. "Come on! The time has come for a showdown!"
"Why, indeed, as handsome a vagabone as you'd see in a day's travellin'." "Mention his name; I can tell you nothing till I hear it." "He's called Rantin' Rody, the thief, and a great schamer he is among the girls." "Ranting Rody let me see," and here he looked very solemnly into his book "yes; I see a halter. My good woman, you had better not inquire after him; he was born to be hanged."
"Do so, miss," he replied, "so God bless you and take care of you! and that's the worst the rantin Cannie Soogah wishes you." Alick Purcel almost immediately joined the family in the parlor, to whom he related a full and somewhat ludicrous account of the seige of O'Driscol Castle, as he called it or Nassau Lodge.
Faith, Mr. M'Clutchy, I could tell where the cow grazes that was milked for that! Awough! However, no matther, I'm rantin' Regan from sweet Anghadarra Regan the Rake that never seen to-morrow. Whish! more power!" "That will do, Regan; you have not your rent." "Oh! d n the penny, as usual. Success! "Well, but what's to be done? I must come down."
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