"You ill-tongued drunken ruffian," said he, "if you don't hold your scoundrell tongue, I'll pitch you head foremost out of the house.

We must search, Mrs.M'Loughlin," said Irwin, "but it will be done as quietly as possible." They then proceeded through all the rooms, into which, singular as it may appear, they scarcely looked, until they came into that in which we left Mary M'Loughlin and Phil.

The moment this worthy gentleman heard their approach, he immediately shut the door, and, with all the seeming trepidation and anxiety of a man who feared discover bustled about, and made a show of preparing to resist their entrance.

On coming to the door, therefore, they found it shut, and everything apparently silent within.
"Open the door," said Irwin, "we want to search for arms." "Ah! boys," said Phil in a whisper through he key-hole, "pass on if you love me--I give you my word of honor that there's no arms here but a brace that is worth any money to be locked in." "We must open, Mr.Phil," said Sharpe, "you know our ordhers.

By Japurs," said he, in a side voice to the rest, "the fellow wasn't boastin' at all; it's true enough--I'll uould goold he was right, and that we'll find her inside with him." "When I see it, I'll believe it," said Irwin, but not till then.