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 cheering him. Oh, I'm raving with a madness that would fright the world! (He sits down with his hand to his head.) There was one time I seen ten scarlet divils letting on they'd cork my spirit in a gallon can; and one time I seen rats as big as badgers sucking the life-blood from the butt of my lug; but I never till this day confused that dribbling idiot with a likely man. I'm destroyed surely.

And who'd wonder when it's your brain-pan that is gaping now?

Then the blight of the sacred drouth upon myself and him, for I never went mad to this day, and I not three weeks with the Limerick girls drinking myself silly and parlatic from the dusk to dawn. (To Widow Quin, suddenly.) Is my visage astray?

It is, then. You're a sniggering maniac, a child could see.

Then I'd best be going to the union beyond, and there'll be a welcome before me, I tell you