“Well, I am here.”
“You may see that water is in the room for Pearson, then lock the door.”
“I will do that, your honor, with pleasure. Where is the man to occupy the room?”
“He has stepped in there, Pat.”
“Very obliging, he is. I think that bating did him some good.
“Here is some water for you, sir, and if you want annything, call me. Or have I given you all you wanted me to—faith, I mane in the way of a bating?
“The poor fellow sits there with his head down as though I had never said a word to him, so I’ll lock him in and let him slape it off.”
“Pat, I am going to call in the high officials to-day, and I want you to be present; I am going to call on you for some of your knowledge.”
“How in the devil do you know where my knowledge-place is? You may have it all and I will find me another resting-place.”
“Pat, you do not understand me. I meant that you must tell what you know about this Pearson and his brother. Explain what you mean by giving me all the place of knowledge.”