Michael come out ov glory to whishper it in my ear: 'There's Misther
Booros'll mebbe do as much for your Teddy.' I niver spoke the first
word to Ann Dolan, but lapped my shawl about me, an' wint out ov her
house with no more than, 'God save ye, Ann!' an' twenty minutes
later I wor in Misther Booros's office.

"'Good-evenin', Mrs. Ginniss,' says he, as ginteel as yer plaze.
'An' how is yer health?'

"'Purty good, thank ye kindly, sir,' says I; 'an' its hopin' you
have yours the same, I am.'

"'Thank you, I am very well; and what can I do for you this evening?
Pray, be sated,' says he, laning back in his chair wid sech a rale
good-natured smile on the handsome face of him, that I says to
myself, 'It's the lucky woman you are, Judy Ginniss, to put yer b'y
wid sech a dacent gintleman: an' I smiled to him agin, an' begun to
the beginnin', and towld him the whole story,--what Michael said to
me, an' what I said to Michael; an' how Mike died wid the faver; an'
how I'd worked an 'saved, an' wouldn't marry Tom Murphy when he axed
me, an' all so as I could kape my b'y dacent, an' sind him to the
school, an' give him his books an' his joggerphy-picters"--

"Them's maps, mother," interposed Teddy.

"Niver yer mind, b'y, what they be. Yer had 'em along wid the best
of yer schoolmates; an' so I towld the squire. 'An' now,' says I,
'he's owld enough to be settlin' to a thrade; an' I likes the lawyer
thrade the best, an' so I've coom to git yer honor to take him
'printice.'