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This is the first; and it manes let the captain into the sacret of your retrait; and how you got out of the windie, and how you comes near to breaking yer neck by a fall becaase of the fut's slipping; and how ye wint down the roof by a rope, the divil a bit fastening it to yer neck, but houlding it in yer hand with sich a grip as if 'twere the fait' of the church itself; and how Nick led ye to the hole out of which ye hot' wint, as if ye had been two cats going t'rough a door!"
"Musha then, but he's a niggardly baste!" soliloquised Biddy, "not to give me the sign of a bit of money, after waiting there for him these two hours by the road-side, and me with his sacret and all, that could ruin him if I chose to spake the word, only I wouldn't for Miss Feemy's sake. But maybe it was the hurry and all that made him be forgitting, for he was niver the man for a mane action.
A sacret pipe I've got fixed to the big veshel, and the pipe goes under the wall for me into the tan-pit, and a sucker I have in the big veshel, which I pull open by a string in a crack, and lets all off all clane into the tan-pit. Pat. That's capital! but the water? O'Bla.
"Then I'll tell you what it is, Mr. Aby; I don't want to have anything to do with a man who won't show his rispect by telling me his sacrets." "That's it, is it, Fan?" "I suppose you think I can't keep a sacret. You think I'd be telling father, I suppose." "Well, it's about some money that's due to him down there." "Who from?" "He expects to get it from some of those Fitzgerald people."
Arra, be me sowl, you'd make two like them, so you would; an' if you hadn't a penny, I'd marry you afore aither o' them to-morrow. Now, there's the whole sacret, an' don't be onaisy about it. Tell Father O'Hara how it is, whin you go home, an' that he must call the three o' you to me agin on next Sunday, and the Sunday afther, plase Goodness; jist that I may keep my promise to them.
HENRY IV, RICHELIEU, AND MAZARIN. Brief general accounts: H. O. Wakeman, The Ascendancy of France, 1598-1715 , ch. i-vii; Mary A. Hollings, Renaissance and Reformation, 1453-1660 , ch. xi, xii; J. H. Sacret, Bourbon and Vasa, 1610-1715 , ch. i-vii; A. J. Grant, The French Monarchy, 1483-1789, Vol. V, ch. vi-viii, Vol. VI, ch. i. More detailed works: Histoire de France, ed. by Ernest Lavisse, Vol.
Well, wan evenin' I wint to see her, an' says I, `Mrs Morgan, did ye iver hear the bit song called the Widdy Machree? `Sure I niver did, says she. `Would ye like to hear it, darlint? says I. So she says she would, an' I gave it to her right off; an' when I'd done, says I, `Now, Widdy Morgan, ochone! will ye take me? But she shook her head, and looked melancholy. `Ye ain't a-goin' to take spasms? said I, for I got frightened at her looks. `No, says she; `but there's a sacret about me; an' I like ye too well, Phil, to decaive ye; if ye only know'd the sacret, ye wouldn't have me at any price.
"Not if he hitched wild horses to me sacret and lashed them." Another thoughtful silence. "There's just one thing, Martha," said Miss Joy, "that I won't do." Martha flung up her hands in a gesture of despair. "That's what they all say!" she cried. "That's how they all get out o' comin'. Well, what is it that ye won't do?" Miss Joy hated to say. She was a little ashamed.
But sure I have great news for you all!" "What is that, Barny?" "Well, but can yez keep a sacret? Can yez, girls?" "Faix can we, Barny, achora." "Well, so can I ha, ha, ha! Now, are,yez sarved? Come, let me to the hob." "Here, Barny; I'll lead you, Barny." "No, I have him; come, Barny, I'll lead you: here, achora, this is the spot that's it.
"You've been some time in the country, master, I'm thinking? How did you come out?" Larry looked at him with a twinkle in his eye. "Faith, that's just a sacret between myself and them who knows all about it," he answered, with a laugh.
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