Excerpt: ...black-moustached, divil-skinned dago.' "'Where may be his risidence?' says I, not wan bit anxious, but with me best efforts to kape me heart from jumpin' up in me mout'. "'He lives in a scow cabin up beyant there, at Ross Island, ' says he. "'He do, do he?' says I. "'He do!' says he. 'Sure, ave I not talked wit him over that same bit ave bronze but yisterday?'" "'Will yees show me the scow cabin?' says I. "'Indade I'll do that same, ' says he, 'and wan thing more, ' says he. "Hist!" and Smith spoke very low and ...
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Excerpt: ...black-moustached, divil-skinned dago.' "'Where may be his risidence?' says I, not wan bit anxious, but with me best efforts to kape me heart from jumpin' up in me mout'. "'He lives in a scow cabin up beyant there, at Ross Island, ' says he. "'He do, do he?' says I. "'He do!' says he. 'Sure, ave I not talked wit him over that same bit ave bronze but yisterday?'" "'Will yees show me the scow cabin?' says I. "'Indade I'll do that same, ' says he, 'and wan thing more, ' says he. "Hist!" and Smith spoke very low and cautiously. "He heard a child cry-or maybe it was a cat. Kelly didn't know which, not bein' interested." The two stared at each other for a moment in silence, then Sam said: "How long has your friend Kelly known him?" "I don't knaw-sure, I didn't ax him, but I thought it was impartant to tell yees at once. Kelly is waitin' down be the shipyard. Will yees come?" "I'll meet both of you there in an hour. Sh! Aunty is coming. Mum is the word, Smith!" "Sure, the ould divil himself cudn't make me tell it to yees aunt." As he was leaving, Smith said in a whisper, "We'll wait for yees." "I'll be along soon," replied Sam, and he muttered thoughtfully, "May be something in it." CHAPTER XI. Suddenly Sam became all attention, for he heard the voice of Mrs. Harris, who then reappeared with an open book in her hand. "The work is entitled 'Chesterfieldian Deportment, ' by Garrilus Gibbs, Ph.D. D. D., Now, Sam, I desire your strict attention to this paragraph," and she read from the book. "'Nothing so militates against the first impression of a gentleman as ingratitude for a special service rendered; for example'"-and she looked at Sam very significantly, as she lowered the book, "His Grace was so solicitous about your hurt that, regardless of convenience and also of prior appointments, he hastened to make a personal call, rather...
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