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I wouldn't like to be doin' that, Roseen." "If they was rale bad people," said Roseen persuasively; "rale wicked, crule people, the same as me gran'father beyant, it 'ud sarve them right, or we might throw down a sup of bilin' wather," she added as a concession. Mike appeared unconvinced.
"Well," said O'Reirdon, "and the divil may care if we never seen them; I'd rather depind an wind and canvas any day than the likes o' them! What are they good for, but to turn good sailors into kitchen-maids, bilin' a big pot o' wather and oilin' their fire-irons, and throwin' coals an the fire?
"An' then ye throw in a piece of grin'stone with the loon, and set it to bilin' again. When ye kin stick a fork in the grin'stone, the loon's done!" Nan joined in Toby's loud laugh at this old joke, and pretty soon thereafter they came to the hummock on which the Vanderwillers lived.
Mrs Butler now appeared with the mail and some parcels, and Harold stowed them in the buggy. "You'd better come in an' 'ave a drop of tay-warter, miss, the kittle's bilin'; and I have the table laid out for both of yez." "No, thank you, Mrs Butler. I can't possibly stay today, it's getting late. I must hurry off. Good-bye! Good afternoon, Mr Beecham."
He attached it to the kitchen stove, which wuz a perfect steamer to burn and heat up. And fixed it so that instead of the hot water goin' acrost the room to the kitchen sink as he meant to have it, it jest squirted right up into the air bilin' hot, so they had a perfect fiery geyser there in their kitchen. Jabez run for his life, it had hit him in the face.
I ran up the clearing to the rescue, when my ears were assailed by the "boo-hooing" of the boy. "What has happened? Why do you beat the child, Jenny?" "It's jist, thin, I that will bate him the unlucky omadhawn! Has not he spilt and spiled two buckets of syrup, that I have been the live-long night bilin'. Sorra wid him; I'd like to strip the skin off him, I would!
I ran up the clearing to the rescue, when my ears were assailed by the "boo-hooing" of the boy. "What has happened? Why do you beat the child, Jenny?" "It's jist, thin, I that will bate him the unlucky omad-hawn! Has he not spilt and spiled two buckets of syrup, that I have been the live-long night bilin'. Sorra wid him; I'd like to strip the skin off him, I would!
"Ther' ain't nothin' fer it, Mandy," said he, "but fer ye to take the baby an' go right over to the camp fer the night, an' keep an eye on this bilin'." "But, father," protested his wife, in a doubtful voice, "how kin I leave Lidy an' Joe here alone?" "Oh, there ain't nothin' goin' to bother them, an' Lidy 'most ten year old!" insisted Dave, who was in a hurry. "Don't fret, mother.
Suddenly she tilted her head backward, gazing at a narrow horizontal slit in the masonry high over their heads. "That's where they used to throw the bilin' lead down in ould ancient times when anybody wanted to come fightin' them." Mike gazed upwards likewise, still slowly munching, but said nothing.
I swear I will, if I'm hanged for it! She's said a hundred times she'd pull my legs when I was hanged; but she won't be at the hanging!" "Why shouldn't you run for it first?" said Clare. "Then they wouldn't want to hang you!" "Then I shouldn't have nobody!" replied Tommy, whimpering. "I should have thought Nobody was as good as granny!" said Clare. "A big bilin' better!" answered Tommy bitterly.
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