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His huge clamping right hand crushed George's, while the left described an arc heavenwards. Came a throaty gurgle, a careless swing of the arm, and "Be lay loike a warrior takin' his rist, Wid his "I misrimimber th' tail-ind av ut," sighed Sergeant Slavin, "'Tis toime we turned in." In silence they re-entered the detachment.
That’s a nice old fireplace too. And these old doors are perfect.” Granny Flynn was working the latch of one of the old doors with her wrinkled hands. “Manny’s the toime Oi’ve snibbed a latch loike that in Oireland,” she said, and she smiled so hard that her very wrinkles seemed to twinkle. “And look at the windows, Granny,” Billy said. “Sixteen panes of glass each.
"Av ye don't fergit ut, ye moight fetch back a gallon jug av Hod Burrage's embalmin' flooid, f'r me inwards is that petrified be th' grub we've been havin' av late, they moight mishtake ut f'r rale liquor. Good-by, an' good luck 'tis toime to roll in." The sledding was good on the tote-road.
His wounded right arm was numb from pain and his left was not the steadiest in the world, but nothing venture, nothing have, and just then Bang! and a bullet whizzed by his head. "Not this toime, ye red devil," Denny defiantly shouted. A second bullet and he dropped off his horse. Quickly wheeling about, he dropped on his stomach, and taking a careful aim over his wounded right arm, he fired.
He had been so busy coaling up the fire. "Run and get 'em," directed his mother. "There's no toime for palin' 'em. We'll have to b'ile 'em with their jackets on." But there was no time even for that, for Pat and Mike came in to supper and could not be kept waiting. Hastily the widow got the dishpan and washed off the sticky table, and her face, as Jim could see, was very sober.
"Faix, though, I am not sure that the noise outside won't make the old gentleman keep quiet in his den," observed Mike. "He will be after saying to his wife, `Sure, what would be the use, Molly, of turning out to go hunting thim noisy spalpeens of dogs? I'll sit snug and quiet till they come to the door; and thin, sure, it will be toime enough to axe thim what they want."
But though she was breythin' hard loike a grampus, she didn't spake nothin'! "`What's the mather, my good woman? says Mahony, going up to her an' spaking kindly to the poor crayture. `Let me feel your pulse. "He caught hold of her hand, which hung down the side of the chere and fumbled at the wrist for some toime, the ould woman starin' an' sayin' nothin' at all at all!
So high!" turning his glance upward to where the tallest pine swayed its dark plume against the clear blue. "Well, so it is. But you will get used to it in time," shaking off a rather unpleasant sensation. "Happen so, mester, in toime," was the simple answer; and then silence fell upon them again. They had not very far to go.
First time I seed her I says to mysen, 'Theer's a lass 'at's seed trouble; an' somehow every toime I seed her afterward I says to mysen, 'Theer's a lass 'at's seed trouble. It wur i' her eye she had a soft loike brown eye, Mester an' it wur i' her voice her voice wur soft loike, too I sometimes thowt it wur plain to be seed even i' her dress.
She made a lunge for the two struggling children, jerked them apart, shook them impartially, and blazed out in rich, Irish brogue, "Ye dirty spalpeens, phwat d'ye mane by sich disorderly conduct? It'll be a long toime afore ye'll iver git inside this fince again to play, ye black-eyed miss! Make tracks now or I'll call the p'lice! You, ye little beggar, march straight inter the house!
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