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"It's glad I'ld be," said the Queen, "if we could be rid of the Sullivans and Naggeneen both at once, but I dunno what we'll do at all if the O'Briens go away." "I'm not over-fond of Naggeneen meself," said the King, "but it's a sharp bit of a boy he is, and I'm thinkin' he may not be far from right this time.
This was a stroke that had nearly done for one of us but a moment's resistance and another of sober reflection saved him. He flashed to me a look of scorn for the clumsy fabrication. There was still a brakeman needed, it appeared, a good brakeman. The Sullivans consulted importantly, wondering if "a good man" could by any chance be found "around here."
"It's false," exclaimed Sarah, looking on Dalton, and reasoning apparently with herself; "he never committed a could blooded murdher; an' the Sullivans are are oh take him away," she said, still in a low, rapid voice; "take him away! Come now," she added, approaching Dalton again; "come while they're asleep, an' you'll save them an' yourself much distress.
No, in Kerry, what with Sullivans, and Mahonies, and O'Beirnes, that wear coats only for a gentleman to tread upon, and would sooner shoot a friend before breakfast than spend the day idle, par ma foi, I'm not seeing what you'll be doing there, Colonel." "A man may protect himself from violence," the Colonel answered soberly, "and yet do his duty. What he may not do is this.
If the intention had been to lure us back to witness a Sullivan triumph, it failed. We shut our lips tightly and moved around to the front porch. The foiled Sullivans presently followed us here.
But I wudden't look at a book, an' I wudden't annyway, but I wudden't let Hogan tell me about a hero that cudden't wear an overcoat an' rubber boots, have wan arm done up in a sling, an' something th' matther with th' other, blue spectatacles on his eyes, a plug hat on his head, th' aujeence throwin' bricks at him, an' th' referee usin' a cross-cut saw on his neck, an' thin make two hundher an' fifty Jawn L. Sullivans establish th' new record f'r th' leap through th' window.
"I have had enough of this, and I will have no more." "Come with you where, grandmother?" Kathleen asked. "To the Sullivans," the old woman answered. It was only a little while after they had gone when the Hill Terence came to the door. "Mrs. O'Brien and Miss Kathleen have gone to the Sullivans'," the servant told him. "Will they be back soon?" he asked.
"I don't think so," the servant said; "it was only a few minutes ago that they went away." "I will go to the Sullivans' and find them," Terence said. Now that, you know, was about the most remarkable thing that Terence could say. He had tried to go to the Sullivans' so many times and had found so many times that his feet simply would not take him there, that he had given up trying long ago.
The men who were on the Colonel's side of the table leant more closely about him. But he seemed unmoved. "That," he replied cheerfully, "is nothing. To die is but an accident. Who dies in his duty suffers no harm. And were that not enough and it is all," he continued slowly, "what harm should happen to me, a Sullivan among Sullivans?
Come up here and stand forninst me, till I give ye a piece of me mind. Now, what's all this about the O'Briens and the Sullivans lavin' the counthry? What have ye been about wid them?" A fairy who had not been in the hall before had just come in at the far end from the King, who had caught sight of him. He was smoking a pipe.
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