"Where are yere banjoes, gintlemin? Ye might as well spind the Sunday pleasantly, for the sorra a wan o' ye will get off before night."
"Start 'Way down the Suwanee River,' Jem, and we'll give 'em a chorus."
"You're Jem Deady, I suppose," said one of the bailiffs. "Well, Deady, remember you're a marked mon. I gut yer cherickter last night from a gentleman as the greatest ruffian amongst all the ruffians of Kilronan—"
"Yerra, man, ye're takin' lave of yer sinses. Is 't Jem Deady? Jem Deady, the biggest omadhaun in the village."
"Jem Deady, the greatest gommal[9] that ever lived."
"Jem Deady, that doesn't know his right hand from his left."
"Jem Deady, who doesn't know enough to come in out of the wet."
"Jem Deady, the innocent, that isn't waned from his mother ayet."
"Hallo, there!... who the —— are ye?"