stick? Is the darlin' girl goin' to bate any body?"

"Bad cess to the know _I_ know, Lamh Laudher, barrin' it be to lay on
yourself for stalin' her heart from her. Why thin, the month's mether o'
honey to you, soon an' sudden, how did you come round her at all?"

"No matter about that, Nanse; but the family's bitther against me?--eh?"

"Oh, thin, in trogs, it's ill their common to hate you as they do; but
thin, you see, this faction-work will keep yees asundher for ever. Now
gi' me your stick, an' wait, any way, till you see whether she comes or
not."

"Is it by Ellen's ordhers you take it, Nanse?"

"To be sure--who else's? but the divil a one o' me knows what she means
by it, any how--only that I daren't go back widout it."

"Take it, Nanse; she knows I wouldn't refuse her my heart's blood, let
alone a bit of a kippeen."

"A bit of a kippeen! Faix, this is a quare kippeen! Why, it would fell a
bullock."

"When you see her, Nanse, tell her to make haste, an' for God's sake not
to disappoint me. I can't rest well the day I don't meet her."

"Maybe other people's as bad, for that matter; so good night, an' the
mether o' honey to you, soon an' sudden! Faix, if any body stand in my
way now, they'll feel the weight of this, any how."