"
"I don't care a damn about fortune," said Phelim, for the first time
taking a part in the bargain--"so long as I get the darlin' herself. But
I think there 'ud be no harm in havin' a spare pair o' blankets--an',
for that matther, a bedstead, too--in case a friend came to see a body."
"I don't much mind givin' you a brother to the bedstead you have,
Phelim," replied Donovan, winking at the company, for he was perfectly
aware of the nature of Phelim's bedstead.
"I'll tell you what you must do," said Larry, "otherwise I'll not stand
it. Give the colleen a chaff bed, blankets an' all other parts complate,
along wid that slip of a pig. If you don't do this, Paddy Donovan, why
we'll finish the whiskey an' part friends--but it's no match."
"I'll never do it, Larry. The bed an' beddin' I'll give; but the pig
I'll by no manner o' manes part wid."
"Put round the bottle," said Phelim, "we're gettin' dhry agin--sayin'
nothin' is dhroothy work. Ould man, will you not bother us about
fortune!"
"Come, Paddy Donnovan," wid Devlin, "dang it, let out a little,
considher he has ten guineas; and I give it as my downright maxim an
opinion, that he's fairly entitled to the pig."
"You're welcome to give your opinion, Antony, an' I'm welcome not to
care a rotten sthraw about it. My daughter's wife enough for him, widout
a gown to her back, if he had his ten guineas doubled.
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