“I suppose you know that I’m in command here during the colonel’s absence?”
“I know it. The orneriest birds fly highest whin they git the chance.”
“Come, Mrs. McGee,” he said, hardly able to control his irritation, “what is it you have against me?”
“Do ye need to ask it?”
“I am asking it.”
“It’s about the gyrul, bless her hear-rt! She do be cryin’ her two eyes out all the time.”
“Well, that’s just what I came down here for, Mrs. McGee, to have a talk with her; I’ve arranged matters so that both she and that young fellow can be released at once.”
“Do yez mane it?” said Mrs. McGee, rising.
“Nothing else.”
“Hiven be praised, thin! And I’m takin’ back all the mane things I was thinkin’ about ye, and sayin’ to yer face as well as behint yer back.”