Dogs an' horses can't count." "This dog can," Daughtry continued quietly.

"You can't fool 'm.

I bet you, right now, I can order two beers, loud so he can hear and notice, and then whisper to the waiter to bring one, an', when the one comes, Killeny Boy'll raise a roar with the waiter." "Hoh! Hoh! How much will you bet ?" The steward fingered a dime in his pocket.

If Killeny failed him it meant that the rent-money would be broken in upon.

But Killeny couldn't and wouldn't fail him, he reasoned, as he answered: "I'll bet you the price of two beers." The waiter was summoned, and, when he had received his secret instructions, Michael was called over from where he lay at Kwaque's feet in a corner.