Barney made a biff at Pomp.
“Be me sowl, it’ll make yez more conspicuous fer yer color, naygur!” he cried. “Shure, ye’ll froighten the whole counthry.”
“Huh! reckon dere am brack men in all pahts ob de worl’.”
“Divil a wan will yez foind on the old sod.”
“Dat am a berry unfortunate fing fo’ de island,” retorted Pomp. “Ki, dar, look out fo’ dat big snaik!”
The darky simulated terror and pointed to the Celt’s feet. Of course, there was no snake there, but the exclamation caused Barney to leap and yell with terror.
When he saw how he had been sold he made an angry biff at Pomp.
“Begorra, I’ll have yer skhin fer that!” he yelled.
But Pomp put out his foot and tripped the Celt up. However, Barney caught the darky’s ankle and brought him down, too.
Then there followed a mix-up. For a time it was hard to tell which had the best of it.