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This was alarming to Captain Bones; but Terrence suggested that three miles away lived a farmer Condit, whose cellar abounded with kegs of apple jack and cider.
Captain Conkerall is to be tried by a court-martial for gettin' bastely drunk and goin' abroad with no garment but his shirt, and a sheet with a hole in it." Terrence laughed until the tears trickled down his cheeks.
"You heard Aaron complaining at table, and Terrence explaining, his sureness. Nothing terrible has ever happened to him in his life. He has never been overthrown. His sureness has always been vindicated. As Terrence said, it has always delivered the goods. He does know, he does know, and yet he is so sure of himself, so sure of me."
There was a body of spotless white, an obscure mass which might be a head, and two long, white, straight arms, spread apart like a cross. This strange creature was advancing toward them. "Oh, golly! massa, look ye dar! dat am a ghost!" whispered the darkey. "A banshee, begorra!" said Terrence.
Terrence, that reminds me don't forget our pets," cried Nellie, who had steadily declined to speak of them as "live stock." "All right, missis. It's lookin' after them I am this minnit." The Irishman ran, as he spoke, to the styes and hutches where the pigs and rabbits were kept and opened the doors.
And the battle had raged until the hot-headed Irishman, beside himself with the grueling the pair of skilled logomachists were giving him, accepted with huge relief the kindly invitation of Terrence McFane to retire with him to the tranquillity and repose of the stag room, where, over a soothing highball and far from the barbarians, the two of them could have a heart to heart talk on real music.
"A gentleman, that Terrence, and a four-legged proper man. A man-dog, if there ever was one, four-square as the legs on the four corners of him. And prepotent! My word! His blood'd breed true for a thousand generations, and the cool head and the kindly brave heart of him." Terrence did not voice his sorrow, if sorrow he had; but his hovering about Biddy tokened his anxiety for her.
"And by the same token many men who are most correct in sizing up the universe have been least great." "True for you, Terrence," Dick applauded. "It's a matter of definition," languidly spoke up an unmistakable Hindoo, crumbling his bread with exquisitely slender and small-boned fingers. "What shall we mean as great?"
"No; I heard him tell Captain Garden that he was still single." Fernando heaved another sigh and asked: "Did he say did he say anything about her?" "Who?" Fernando heaved another sigh and asked: "Did he say did he say anything about her?'7 "Who?" The conversation was not interesting to Terrence and he had gone to another part of the camp, to engage in a game of cards with a sentry.
"Sure, it's a true proverb that says `doctor's differ," retorted O'Connor, "for most o' the saw-bones of my acquaintance have smoked like lime kilns." "More's the pity, Terrence, but if you'll heave on some more firewood you'll have a smoke that may do as a substitute at present."
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