It's meself that ought to be ashamed to come away and l'ave her alone by herself, though I thinks even a wild baste would not harm a hair of her blissid head.

If it wasn't for this owld whisky-jug I wouldn't be l'aving her," said Teddy, indignantly.
"How be 'lone ?--Mister Harvey dere." "No, he isn't, by a jug-full--barring the jug must be well-nigh empty, and the divil save the jug, inny-how; but not until it's impty." "Where Mr.Harvey go, if not in cabin ?" asked the savage, betraying a suspicious eagerness that would have been observed by Teddy upon any other occasion.
"To the village, that he may preach and hould converse wid 'em.

I allers used to stay at home when he's gone, for fear that owld thaif of a hunter might break into the pantry and shtail our wines--that is, if we had any, which we haven't.

Blast his sowl--that hunter I mane, an' if iver I cotch him, may I be used for a flail if I don't settle _his_ accounts." "When Mister Harvey go to village ?" "Whin he plaises, which is always in the afternoon, whin his dinner has had a fair chance to sittle.

Does ye take him for a michanic, who goes to work as soon as he swallows his bread and mate ?" said the Irishman, with official dignity.
"Why you not stay with squaw ?" "That's the raison," replied Teddy, imbibing from the vessel beside him.