“Take the baby along wid ye, sure. It’s aisy enough.”
“That thar’s not possible. I’ll tell you. Wait, and p’aps the ole ’oman ’ll be hum soon.”
“Wait? But we can’t wait. It must be done the night.”
“What?”
“Sure, the businiss.”
“The testimonial? Why can’t it be kept?”
“You see, it’s a kind av a present; something that ye’ll value next to yer child, so ye will.”
“Dew tell. Wal, now, railly; why, what upon airth kin that be?” said Captain Corbet, whose curiosity began to be more excited than it had hitherto been.
“I’m not allowed to tell,” said Pat, mysteriously.
“Why, railly! Why, how extra particular! But come now, tell a leetle of it.”