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I thought them newcomers was up to no good. I heard 'em carryin' on in their room a while ago." "Which room is it, please?" "There ye are the wan on the lift. Is the dure open?" Tom tried the door. "No, it's locked the two men just went out." He raised his voice. "Dick! Where are you? Dick!" "If yez call like that yez will have the wholt tiniment aroused," said the Irishman.

O'Malligan in fact, nor did they pause in their haste, until the Angel was safe in Norma's embrace and the Major anything but safe, in the clutches of the irate Irish lady. "An' it's yerself, ye limb, an' plaze to tell us whut ye mane by it?" the loud-voiced Mrs. O'Malligan demanded, "a-runnin' off with the childer agin, an' the whole Tiniment out huntin' an' her niver to be found at all, at all?"

An' who but these same polace, I ask ye, was it, gettin' this Tiniment, as has always held it's head up respectable, a-gettin' this Tiniment in the noospapers last winter along of that case of small-pox, an' puttin' a yellow flag out, an afther that nobody a-willin' to give me their washin', an Miss C'rew here as could get no pants to make, an' yerself, Miss Norma, darlint, an' no disrespect to you a-spakin' out so bold, a-layin' idle because of no thayater a-willin' to have ye.

Ye brought the Angel choild to the Tiniment wid ye to say your sister, now, didn't ye, Rosy, me jewel?" The good Irish lady waited for the affirmative droop from the eager eyes.

"An' agin, there's little Joey. Who was it but the polace as come arristin' the feyther of the boy for batin' of his own wife, and him sint up for a year, an' she a-dyin' along of bein' weakly an' nobody to support her, an' Joey left in this very Tiniment an orphan child! Don't ye be a-callin' in no polace for the loikes of this swate angel choild, Miss Norma darlint, don't ye be doin' it!