'How do you know I'm not the highwayman?'
'Ah ye're makin' game yer 'ahner. A fine jintleman like yersilf on a splendacious baste, the likes of yon is it that would be a dhirty robber? I'm not such a fule as to think that.'
'Well, well, what would you do if you did meet the robber?'
'Rin like a hare, yer 'ahner.'
'That old horse of yours wouldn't, I'm thinkin'. And if ye couldn't run?'
'Well, I dunno,' and Barney scratched his head—'stan' I spose an' give him the money if he axed far it.'
'A nice cowardly thing to do with your master's property.'
'Betther be a coward nor a corp,' replied Barney pithily.
'Well, I hope you'll find Derry a good sort of place.'
'For sartin, shure. Why wudn't I? I hear tell ye can git as much cahfee there for a pinny as wud make tay for tin min.'