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Rh says his Majesty, bowing low—“your most obaydient sir!”

“I was about to say,” cried his Riverence, “that you’re a friend of Sattin!”

“I’ll not deny that,” says the King; “what have you to say agin him?”

“He’s a rogue and a rapscallion and the inemy of mankind!” tundered Father Cassidy.

“Prove he’s a rogue!” cries the King, slapping one hand on the other; “and why shouldn’t he be the inemy of mankind? What has mankind iver done for him except to lay the blame of every mane, cowardly thrick of its own on his chowlders. Wasn’t it on their account he was put inside of the swine and dhrove into the say? Wasn’t it bekase of them he spint sivin days and sivin nights in the belly of a whale, wasn’t it⸺”

“Stop there, now!” says Father Cassidy, pinting his finger; “hould where you are—that was Jonah.”

“You’re working meracles to make me forget!” shouted the King.

“I’m not!” cried the priest, “and what’s more, if you’ll agree not to use charms of the black art to help Rh