"Will you be axing him, thin?"
"Axing him what? is it to murther Ussher?"
"No, in course not that; but will you be thrying him, will he join wid us to rid the counthry of him?"
"I tell ye, Joe, he's willing enough to be shut of him entirely, av he knew how."
"Oh yes, Pat, I dare say he'd be willing any poor boy'd knock him on the head, and so be rid of him; and av that he who did do it, did be hung for it, what matther in life to him? That may do very well for Masther Thady, but by the powers, it'll not do for me!"
"Well, you can be spaking to him yourself to-morrow."
"Yes, but you must be getting him jist to come out, and spake to us; jist dhraw him out a bit, you know."
"Well then, boys, I've said as much to the Masther already, and he expects to meet you up there."
"That's the sort, Pat! and av he'll but join us, divil a fear at all for Captain Ussher. Come, my boys, we'll dhrink the gentleman's health, as would be only dacent and proper of us, seeing the great throuble he's at with us."
"But where'll ye get the whiskey, Joe?" said Corney; "I don't think mother Mulready 'll be too quick giving you thrust."