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Updated: May 12, 2025
"I ain't worryin' if she never comes back," says I, "only I'd just promised Auntie to train 'Ikky-boy to talk different and " "Under similar provocation," says Auntie, "I might use the same expressions if I knew how." "Hip, hip, for Auntie!" I sings out. "And as for your not knowin' how, that's easy fixed. 'Ikky-boy and I will give you lessons."
The boy paused before he went on slowly: "Maybe I'd better go back, then, for ter-night, ter the Home. You see I hain't no other place ter stay; and and I didn't leave till this mornin'. I slipped out. I didn't tell 'em I wasn't comin' back, else they'd pretend I couldn't come though I'm thinkin' they won't do no worryin' when I don't show up sometime. They ain't like FOLKS, ye know.
An' if we want a pump, or a fence, or a bit o' repairs, we may wait for seven years, till our hearts break wid worryin' afther it. Thin we've our business to mind, an' we've not the time nor the money to go to law, even whin the law is with us an we have a clear case.
"Sure ye've got the breedin' all right, an' the nice-looks, an' the beautiful manners but down in yer heart an' up in yer brain ye're worryin' yer little soul all the time, aren't ye?" And Peg paused. Ethel looked down. Peg after a moment continued: "An' ye've got a temper just as bad as mine. It's a beautiful temper ye have, Ethel.
But it ain't the way he looks that's worryin' me; it's what he's liable to do any minute to put the show on the blink." "That's so, Torchy," says he. "Can't we get him out of the way somehow?" "It's a tough proposition," says I; "but if you'll put on a sub for me at the door, and give me leave to make any play that I happens to think of, I'll tackle it." "Good!" says Mr. Robert.
"Two hours! and me lying on the downy while they're worryin'. Me uh! I ain't worth it." The sister opened the door, and Mr. and Mrs. Turnpike, with anxious faces and eyes somewhat dimmed, were soon bending over their boy, kissing him, and whispering words of love and praise and sympathy. After their farewells, William turned to the sister with shining eyes.
'An' what is it? sez I. 'Politics! sez he, with a knowin' grin. 'Politics is it? I asks, all innocent as a baby. 'That's what I'm doin', sez he. 'An' I want to tell ye the Irish are wastin' their time worryin their heads over their own country when here's a great foine beautiful rich one over here just ripe, an' waitin' to be plucked.
For the hundredth time Willie raised the glasses and scanned the shimmering golden waters. "We should sight 'em before long," he nodded. "You don't see nothin' of 'em?" "Not yet." There was an anxious frown on his forehead. "Why don't you eat somethin'?" suggested she. "It might take your mind off worryin'." "I ain't worryin', Tiny," was the confident reply. "The boat's all right."
It was fortunate he was alone, for it gave him time to think the matter over, and after half an hour of astonishment he decided to say nothing to his wife or Telly. "I'll jis' breathe easy an' sag up," he said to himself, "same as though I was crossin' thin ice, an' if nothin' comes on't nobody'll be the worse for worryin'."
Therefore, three miles short of Linghurst, I was less surprised than any one, excepting always my engineer, when the engines set up a lunatic clucking, and, after two or three kicks, jammed. "Heaven forgive me all the harsh things I may have said about destroyers in my sinful time!" wailed Hinchcliffe, snapping back the throttle. "What's worryin' Ada now?"
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