Handy Andy, Volume 2 — a Tale of Irish Life by Samuel Lover
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"I do--and do you know why?" "I cannot indeed conceive," said the little man, with a bitter grin. "It is, sir, because I myself know a case that occurred in this very country of a similar nature." "Do you want to make me believe you knew a fox that spoke, sir?" said the mannikin, almost rising into anger. "Many, sir," said Murphy, "many." "Well! after that!" said the little man. "But the case I immediately allude to is not of a fox, but a cat," said Murphy. "A cat? Oh, yes--to be sure--a cat speak, indeed!" said the little gentleman. "It is a fact, sir," said Murphy; "and if the company would not object to my relating the story, I will state the particulars." The proposal was received with acclamation; and Murphy, in great enjoyment of the little man's annoyance, cleared his throat, and made all the preparatory demonstrations of a regular _raconteur_; but, before he began, he recommended the gentlemen to mix fresh tumblers all round that they might have nothing to do but listen and drink silently. "For of all things in the world," said Murtough, "I hate a song or a story to be |
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