“You’ve all that in your own hands,” says Rory.
“How’s that?” says Nancy.
“Why, you can kill him off,” says Rory.
“I wouldn’t have the ould crature’s blood on my head,” says Nancy.
“Neither you need,” says Rory.
And then he sat down and began to tell Nancy how she could do away with Shamus and still not have his blood on her head.
Now there was a prince called Connal, who lived in a wee sod house close by Nancy and Shamus, but whose fathers before him, ere their money was wasted, used to live in a grand castle. So, next day, over Nancy goes to this prince, and to him says: “Why, Prince Connal, isn’t it a shame to see the likes of you livin’ in the likes of that house?”
“I know it is,” said he, “but I cannot do any better.”
“Botheration,” says Nancy, “you easily can.”
“I wish you would tell me how,” says Prince Connal.