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 warrant to tell stories of holy Ireland till he'd have the old women shedding down tears about their feet. Where will you find the like of them, I'm saying?

If you don't, it's a good job, maybe; for (with peculiar emphasis on the words) Father Reilly has small conceit to have that kind walking around and talking to the girls.

Stop tormenting me with Father Reilly (imitating his voice) when I'm asking only what way I'll pass these twelve hours of dark, and not take my death with the fear. (Looking out of door.)

Would I fetch you the Widow Quin, maybe?

Is it the like of that murderer? You'll not, surely.

Then I'm thinking himself will stop along with you when he sees you taking on; for it'll be a long night-time with great darkness, and