"I was thinkin', sir," said Andy.
"For the first time in your life, I b'lieve," said Owny: "and what was it you wor thinkin'?"
"I was thinkin' o' dhrivin' a chay, sir."
"And what's that to me?" said Owny.
"Sure I might dhrive one o' your chaises."
"And kill more o' my horses, Andy—eh? No, no, faix, I'm afeer'd o' you, Andy."
The Reward of Humanity
"Not a boy in Ireland knows dhrivin' betther nor me, any way," said Andy.