The Crock of Gold by James Stephens
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then he exercises lordship over them as over every one
else. I'll send my two children with a message to him to say that he isn't doing the decent thing, and that if he doesn't let the girl alone and go back to his own country we'll send for Angus Og." "He'd make short work of him, I'm thinking." "He might surely; but he may take the girl for him- self all the same." "Well, I'd sooner he had her than the other one, for he's one of ourselves anyhow, and the devil you know is better than the devil you don't know." "Angus Og is a god," said the Philosopher severely. "I know that, sir," replied Meehawl; "it's only a way of talking I have. But how will your honour get at An- gus? for I heard say that he hadn't been seen for a hun- dred years, except one night only when he talked to a man for half an hour on Kilmasheogue." "I'll find him, sure enough," replied the Philosopher. "I'll warrant you will," replied Meehawl heartily as he stood up. "Long life and good health to your honour," said he as he turned away. The Philosopher lit his pipe. |
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