“Say,” said Larry, getting down from the counter and buttoning up his coat, “youse might as well git yer money back by doin’ what I ask ye to do. Rosie’s twenty-one, and she’ll marry Larkin some o’ these days, anyhow. Speak quick; is it yes or no; I’ve got to see the delegates afore the convention opens.”
O’Hara hesitated for a moment; then he burst out.
“I’ll not lose me bit av hard arned money till save the trollop! Iv she wants till make her bed so, why lave her lie in it, an’ divil do her good wid it!”
Chapter XXI
“He stood for Dooley, and for Dooley cast his vote,
I stood for Conroy, as did Hooly,
There was Fagan and O’Ragan, Flannigan and Hagan,
All bound to kick the pants off Michael Dooley.”
Ballads of Back Streets.
IN the parlour of the Precinct Club, McQuirk was just concluding an interview with the political manager and lobbyist of the Motor Traction Company.