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Such language, sirra, was seditious!" "Yes," replied Hourigan, "and you would be right; but there is not one word of truth in what Mr.
On meeting Fenton, the worthy candidate for the magistracy, observing the condition he was in, which indeed was his usual one, took it for granted that his chance was good. He accordingly addressed him as follows: "Fenton," said he, "what's the news in town?" "To whom do you speak, sirra?" replied Fenton, indignantly. "Take off your hat, sir, whenever you address a gentleman."
"Doesn't Masther Richard, sir?" "No sir; Master Richard gives himself little trouble about me. He has other plots and plans on his hands other fish to fry other irons in the fire. Masther Richard, sirra, doesn't care a curse if I was under the sod to-morrow, but would be glad of it; neither does, any one about me but he did; and you infernal crew, you have driven him away from me."
Ha! ha! ha! Excuse the jest, Mr. Hycy. You remember little Horace, "'Quid vetat ridentem dicere verum?" "Do you mean to say, sirra," said Hycy, "that I have stated a lie?" "I mean to say that whoever asserts that I misrepresented you in any way to Bryan M'Mahon, or ever cautioned him against you, states a lie of the first magnitude a moral thumper, of gigantic dimensions."
Within Ri. Whoes that? Thomas? Tho. The sun is up before you. Here be your bootes. Ri. That's well. Within La. I preethe donot rise yet; it is hardly day. Sirra, who bid you call him so earlie? Sir Richard wonot rise yet. Tho. I cannot helpe it, it is none of my fault. La. Wheres Doroty? Do. Here, Madam; what make you up so soone, Thomas? Tho.
"Trailcudgel," said Sir Thomas to him one day that he had sent for him in a fury, "by what right and authority, sirra, did you dare to cut turf on that part of the bog called Berwick's Bank?"
Don Fernando, too, Hath cut our strength off, taken away our swords Should save our throates. I did preiudicate Too rashly of the English; now we may Yield up the Towne. Sirra, get you up to th'highest Enter Buzzano. Turret, that lookes three leagues into the Sea, And tell us what you can discover there. Buz. Why, I can tell you ere I goe. Hen. What? Buz.
"There it is!" replied the other, shoving the candle-box triumphantly over to him, The stranger looked steadily at him, and was beginning to lose his temper, for he took it now for granted that his servant was drunk. "I shall dismiss you instantly, sirra," he said, "if you don't come to your senses." "I suppose so," replied the other, still maintaining his cool, unabashed effrontery.
Be me sowl, it's truth, gentlemen." "Begone, sirra," said Val, "how dare you use such language as this to your master; Leave the room." Lanty rubbed his hair with his middle finger and went reluctantly out. "Ah," said Deaker, "I'm glad to see you bore, Dick Bredin and you Jack stay here till I'm in the dirt, and you'll find I have not forgotten either of you.
Begone, Cummiskey, it is not so, it can't be, I say: search again; she is somewhere in the house; you don't know, sirra, how she loved me: why, it was only this night that, on taking her good-night kiss, she ha what? what? she wept, she wept bitterly, and bade me farewell! and said Here, Cummiskey, assist me to dress.
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