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 Not speaking the truth, is it? Would you have me knock the head of you with the butt of the broom?

Don’t strike me. I killed my poor father, Tuesday was a week, for doing the like of that.

Is it killed your father?

With the help of God I did surely, and that the Holy Immaculate Mother may intercede for his soul.

There’s a daring fellow.

Oh, glory be to God!

That was a hanging crime, mister honey. You should have had good reason for doing the like of that.