"'Tis a madcap thing t' try!"
"Ay, a madcap thing. A man will need madman's luck t' come through with his life."
"Pans as steep as a roof out there!"
"Slippery as butter, Sandy. 'Twill be ticklish labor t' cling t' some o' them when the sea cants them high. I wish we had learned t' swim, Sandy, when we was idle lads t'gether. We'll sink like two jiggers if we slips into the water. Is you comin' along, Sandy? It takes but one man t' bear a message. I'll not need you."
"Tommy," Sandy besought, "will you not listen t' reason an' wisdom?"
"What wisdom, Sandy?"
"Lave us tear open the telegram an' read it."
"Hoosh!" Tommy ejaculated. "Such a naughty trick as that! I'll not do it. I jus' couldn't."
"'Tis a naughty trick that will save us a pother o' trouble."
"I'm not chary o' trouble in the maid's behalf."