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"Fourteen pound, sir! and she'll take the road before I'll go home with a pound less!" "Fourteen what! Ten; I'll give you ten not a penny more." "Good day to you, Mr. Quilliam," said Cæsar. Then, as if by an afterthought, "You're an ould friend of mine, Thomas; a very ould friend, Tom I'll split you the diff'rance." "Break a straw on it," said Black Tom; and the transaction was complete.

Holy Ghoster. It isn't honesty that's making the diff'rance between us at all it's luck. You've won and I've lost, you've succeeded and I've failed, you're wearing your chapel hat and I'm in this bit of a saucepan lid, but you're only a reg'lar ould Pharisee, anyway." Cæsar waved his hand. "I can't take the anger with thee, Thomas," he said, backing himself out.

"That's the diff'rance between us, then," said Nancy; "for there's some of you Manx ones would believe if Jonah swallowed the whale." The staircase door opened at the back of Nancy, and Pete stepped into the room. "What's this, friends?" he asked, in a careworn voice. Cæsar stepped forward with a yellow envelope in his hand. "What's that, sir?" he answered. Pete took the envelope and opened it.

She was completely engrossed in the little charge which had been so unexpectedly committed to her care. "I mus' take special care ob dis chile," she' said. "Mebbe it's one of de Lo'd's angels, fo' wif Him it doan make no diff'rance what is de colah of de skin. Dey's all His chillun, an' He lubs dem all alike. Doan yo' nebber fo'git dat, Missie Jean. Dis may be one of de Lo'd's angels undewares."

The words were the same, and the water was the same, and if the hand wasn't as clane as usual, maybe Him that's above wouldn't bother about the diff'rance." Kate got up with a flush on her cheeks. The room had become too close. Pete helped her into the parlour, where a bright fire was burning, then propped and wrapped her up afresh, and, at her own entreaty, returned to his guests.