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"Wisha, then, it is I who like to help you," said Kathleen, "for you look fair beat." She dashed past Alice, and appeared the next moment in the kitchen. "Where's the bacon, cook? And where's the bread, and where's the butter, and all the rest of the breakfast? See, woman see! Give me a tray and I will fill it up and take the things upstairs with my own hands.
I 'm all over the place here since daybreak. I think I 'd like work best on the railway," and she turned toward him with a resolved and serious look. "Wisha! there 's no work at all for a girl like you on the Road," said Uncle Patsy patiently. "You 've a bit to learn yet, sure; 't is the mill you mane." "There 'll be plinty work to do.
"Wisha, the poor thing is mad at me yet, I know that from the sounds of her iron; 't was a shame for her to go picking a quarrel with the likes of me," and Mrs. Dunleavy sighed heavily and stepped down into her flower-plot to pull the distressed foxgloves back into their places inside the fence.
Moll Ryan trudged up the steep "bohereen" whose banks were overgrown with thorn and brambles, and stooping under her burden, re-entered her door, where her dark-haired daughter Nell met her with a welcome, and relieved her of her hamper. Moll Ryan looked round with a sigh of relief, and drying her forehead, uttered the Munster ejaculation: "Eiah, wisha! It's tired I am with it, God bless it.
"To have our little Mary in my dull old house would be like having the sun there always. But there are reasons why a young girl should not be brought up in the home of a priest, so it is better that our little precious should go to Rome." My mother was breaking down and Father Dan followed up his advantage. "Then wisha, my daughter, think what a good thing it will be for the child.
I spoke to them kindly, however, asking them if their wants were fully supplied; and they acknowledged with enthusiasm that they could desire nothing better than Sir Lupus's buttery ale. "Wisha, then, sorr," said Murphy, jerking his thumb towards the sombre column passing, "thim laads is the laads f'r to twisht th' Dootch pigtails on thim Hissians at Half-moon.
"'Who told you that? ses the grasshopper. "'Haven't I me eyesight, an' don't I read the newspapers, ses the whale. "'You mustn't read the society columns, then, ses the grasshopper. "'Wisha, for the love of St. Crispin, ses the whale 'have they society columns in the American newspapers?
"Bad luck!" breathed Murphy; "'tis a rocky road to Dublin, but a shorter wan to hell! Did you want f'r to shoot, Jack? Look at Dave Elerson an' th' thrigger finger av him twitchin' all a-thremble! Wisha, lad! lave the red omadhouns go. Arre you tired o' the hair ye wear, Jack Mount? Come on out o' this, ye crazy divil!"
"Nor peddler," added Mount; "the strap of the Delaware baskets never bowed his legs." "Thrue, avick! Wisha, lad, 'tis horses he knows better than snow-shoes, bed-plates, an' thrip-sticks! An' I've seen him, I think!" "Where?" I asked. He shook his head, vacantly staring.
The Mexican's shifty eyes wandered all over the room as if to make certain that no inimical ears were listening; then he whispered: "I tella you something you lika the Maestro?" Unconsciously the Girl nodded, which evidently satisfied the Mexican, for he went on: "You thinka well of him yees. Now I tella you something. The man Pedro 'e no good. 'E wisha the reward the money for Ramerrez.
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