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Wan day had I been in London, sor wan day only, an' a low scutt thried to poison me dhrink; next day some udther thief av sin shoved me off av a railway platform undher a train, malicious and purposeful; glory be, he didn't kill me! but the very docther that felt me bones thried to pick me pockut, I du b'lieve.

Where is she? "`In the corner there, returns the old hag, removing her dirty little black dhudeen of a pipe for a minnit from between her teeth, in order to spake the bether. `She's a-sottin' in that cheir there, as she hav' been since the mornin', widout sayin' a worrd to mortial saol afther she tould us to sind for the docther.

The man stared at him from a wild head of tumbled red hair, with a half-smile round his loose open mouth, and said, "Begorra!" This was a second-floor tenant. Dr. Renton was relieved at the sight of him; but he rather failed in an attempt at his rent-day suavity of manner, when he said, "Good evening, Mr. Flanagan. Do you think I can see Mrs. Miller to-night?" "She's up there, docther, anyway."

The docther ought to tell that sure an' he has the eddication, an' Oi haven't." "There were no marks of violence?" "Phat?" "The victims had not been struck down?" "Oi dunno as to that, sur better axed the docther." "Hum!" Coroner Busby mused for a moment. "How long have you lived with the Langmore family?" "Iver since Mr. Langmore married his sicond woife." "How many of the family lived at home?"

Rinse off that suds at once, an' dry him softly. What'll the docther be sayin' to ye fer all this I can't think. There, my poor bairnie," she crooned to the child, softly drawing him closer as though he were conscious, "There, there my bairnie, it'll soon be over. It'll be all right in just a minute, poor wee b'y! Poor wee b'y! There! There "

"If you plaize, sor," he said, pulling his forelock, "the docthor would loike to say yez in the sick bay." "Indeed, Macan," I cried. "Do you know what he wants me for?" "The jintleman we tuk off the wrack's rekivered his sinses, an' none ov us, sure, can under-constubble his furrin lingo barrin' yersilf, sor. So, the docther wants ye fur to say what he's jabberin' about."

She's a cousin by marriage o' me own, she says; 'I wouldn't name it to her, I assure ye. 'Just as you please, says Docther Isaacs. 'It 'ud be the truest kindness you could do her all the same, for she'd get betther care and nourishment than you could give her. Well, poor Mrs.

Langmore?" continued the coroner to the servant girl. "The docther said to lave it till you came." "Mrs. Langmore was quite dead?" "Yis. Hivin rest her sowl!" "And Mr. Langmore?" "Sure an' the docther could do nothin' fer the poor mon. It made the docther sick to work over the corpse an' he soon had to give it up." "Now, tell me, how do you think the two were killed?" "Oi dunno.

"I feel hungry enough to `eat a horse and chase the rider, as I heard a fellow say the other day!" "Ye must fale betther, sor, if you're hoongry," observed Macan on my completing my toilet and donning my cap again. "That's a raal good sign whin ye're inclined fur to ate at laste that's what the docther sez." "Providing you've got something to eat!"

"Dead? Troth he is. An' cowld." "H'm" through his compressed lips. "Flanagan, you needn't come up. I know the door. Just hold the light for me here. There, that'll do. Thank you." He whispered the last words from the top of the second flight. "Are ye there, docther?" Flanagan anxious to the last, and trying to peer up at him with the lamplight in his eyes. "Yes. That'll do.

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