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"Was it me you wanted to see, Clancy?" he said. "No, sorr yes, sorr," said Clancy hurriedly, and then more slowly, in neat adoption of the remarks he had just heard: "Leastways, sorr, I was just afther wondering if you had heard anything of this tale of a German Gineral lying out there on the ground beyanst." "You mean the one that was shot last week?" said Riley.
"Kape ye're eyes to the front, sorr; they do be comin'!" cried Murphy, springing briskly to his feet.
"Here, sorr," cried out Tim Rooney, who of course was close at hand, having bounded to the scene of action the moment he heard the man's wild weird shriek as he fell, arriving just in time to see his wonderful escape. "Here I am, sorr." "Who is the man that fell?" "Our new hand, sorr." "New hand?" repeated Captain Gillespie after him, as perplexed as ever. "What new hand?" "Joe Fergusson, sorr.
"Misther Gray-ham, sorr," said Tim, shoving me more in front as I took off my cap and bowed. "Our new apprentice," explained Mr Mackay from the top of the poop ladder as he caught sight of me. "He came aboard just before we left the docks." "Ah, I thought I didn't see him this morning," observed the captain.
"Sivin an' fifty men sittin' on the bank av a canal, laughin' at a poor little squidgereen av an orf'cer that they'd made wade into the slush an' pitch the things out av the boats for their Lord High Mightinesses. That made me orf'cer bhoy woild wid indignation. "'Soft an' aisy, sorr, sez I; 'you've niver had your draf' in hand since you left cantonmints.
"I don't know," said Barney, quietly. "I didn't t'ink so before." "Before? Before what? When?" I asked. "Whin you was writin' shtories about ut, sorr," said Barney, respectfully. "You've had a black horse-hair sofy turn white in a single noight, sorr, for the soight of horror ut's witnessed.
"Don't you belave his blarney, sorr," put in the mate eagerly, bursting into a roar of merriment, although blushing purple with delight the while at the skipper's compliment. "Why, sorr, whin I go to slape sometimes, the divil himself couldn't wake me!" "Ah!" rejoined Captain Dinks, "that may be when you're ashore, Tim, but I know what you are when you're aboard ship and duty calls!
We said nothing, of course," returned Captain Fleetwood, with a soldier's habitual distrust of the wisdom of the civil arm. "That will do, gentlemen," said the colonel, as the officers dispersed; "send Cassidy here." The colonel was alone on the veranda as Cassidy came up. "You followed Mr. Atherly to-day?" "Yes sorr." "And you saw him when he gave the message to the young lady?" "Yes sorr."
"Faix, I dunno what ye manes, sorr," he replied, pretending to be puzzled, but the wink in his eye showing clearly that this density of his mental powers on the point was only assumed. "Sure, an' I can't hilp me brogue, ye know, if ye manes that?"
Bashford is a woman of sound sense and tact who will exert herself to restore peace on her property. When I call to pay my respects and make my adieus I shall speak to her of the situation and vouch for your loyalty. You may count on me. You haven't, I suppose, seen the widow yet she's probably sleeping late." "Quite the contrary, sorr. She's been up and around for an hour an' more.
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