He wore a brown great-coat that fell far short of his
knees; his small-clothes were closely fitted to thighs not thicker than
hand telescopes; on his legs were drawn gray woollen stockings, rolled
up about six inches over his small-clothes; his head was covered by a
bay bob-wig, on which was a little round, hat, with the edge of the leaf
turned up in every direction. His face was short and sallow; his chin
peaked; his nose small and turned up. If we add to this, a pair of
skeleton-like hands and arms projecting about eight inches beyond the
sleeves of his coat; two fiery ferret-eyes; and a long small holly wand,
higher than himself, we have the outline of this singular figure.
"God save you, nabor," said Larry.
"Save you, save you, neighbor," he replied, without pronouncing the name
of the deity.
"This is a thryin' time," said Larry, "to them that has childhre."
The fairy-man fastened his red glittering eyes upon him, with a sinister
glance that occasioned Larry to feel rather uncomfortable.
"So you venthured to come to the fairy-man?"
"It is about our son, an' he all we ha--"
"Whisht!" said the man, waving his hand with a commanding air. "Whisht;
I wish you wor out o' this, for it's a bad time to be here. Listen!
Listen! Do you hear nothing?"
Larry changed color. "I do," he replied--"The Lord protect me: Is that
them?"
"What did you hear?" said the man.
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