'I have a pack of cards.'
'You don't say so, Shorsha ma vourneen?—you don't say that you have cards fifty-two?'
'I do, though; and they are quite new—never been once used.'
'And you'll be lending them to me, I warrant?'
'Don't think it!—But I'll sell them to you, joy, if you like.'
'Hanam mon Dioul! am I not after telling you that I have no money at all?'
'But you have as good as money, to me, at least; and I'll take it in exchange.'
'What's that, Shorsha dear?'
'Irish!'