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"Well, well!" ejaculated the apple-woman. "So it's that ould thafe of the worruld, Curtis Waring, that has got hold of poor Dodger, just as Tim told us. It seems mighty quare to me that he should want to stale poor Dodger. If it was you, now, I could understand it." "It seems strange to me, Mrs. O'Keefe," said Florence, thoughtfully.
Now Peter McCarthy, a graceless young scamp, Who niver would work, such a lazy young tramp, He laid eye on the pig, as he passed by one day, And the thafe of the world, he stole it away! Chorus An iligant pig in every way, Young Widow Mahan used often to say: "Faith, when it's full grown, I'll go to the fair, A mighty foine price I'll get for it there." As Mr.
"And it's sitting him a-fighting, is it, ye spalpeens?" cried the fellow, with a Hibernian accent that was not to be mistaken; and he looked around the crowd, as though he wished some one would pick a quarrel with him, for the sake of variety. "And it's bushrangers ye think they is, do ye?" the Irishman continued, scornfully; "do ye think ye would know a thafe if ye seed one?
The woman no sooner saw him than her eyes gleamed, and she said: "That's the one who throwed stones at my boy and called mun thafe. He not spake? He can spake well enough if he has a mind, I'll warrant mun." "But his mother says that he cannot," said Colonel Fitzdenys. "See for yourself," and he led the trembling boy forward. "Tell him to speak to you."
Oi 'll bet ye niver had no grandfather; ye 're nothin' but a it, a son of a say-cook, be the powers! An' ye come over here to work for a thafe a dhirty, low-down thafe. Do ye moind that, yer lanthern-jawed spalpeen? What was it yer did over beyant?" "Ay ban shovel-man fer Meester Burke hard vork." "Ye don't look that intilligent from here. Work!" with a snort, and waving his pipe in the air.
And Tommy Fry ended the cry with the word, "Thafe." The strange woman turned upon him instantly. "You drowed the stone," she said, quivering with rage. "You dare to call mun thafe. You don't spake again till I tell 'ee mind that. I'll tache 'ee to call my boy names."
W threw her arms around her neck, and cried, "Don't, don't, Kitty, for mercy's sake!" It's Mr. W , and you've killed him!" "Mr. W indade!" retorted Kitty, indignantly, struggling to free herself. "Is Mr. W a thafe of a nager, ma'am?" But even Kitty's eyes, as soon as they took the pains to look more closely, saw that it was indeed all as the mistress had said.
The man's a bankrupt, a scoundrel, a thafe. If ye had him, ye'd soon be the unhappiest woman in the world. He wouldn't be faithful to ye. No, he couldn't. He's not that kind." He paused, sick to the depths of his soul. "Ye must go away. I say it once and for all. I mane it kindly, but I want it. I have yer best interests at heart. I love ye; but ye must.
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