"Bad luck to you!—can't you let me alone?"
"There's a gentleman wants some soap and wather."
"Some what?"
"Soap and wather, sir."
"Divil sweep you!—Soda-wather you mane. You'll get it under the side-board."
"Is it in the can, sir?"
"The curse o' Crum'll on you! in the bottles."
"Is this it, sir?" said Andy producing a bottle of ale.
"No, bad cess to you!—the little bottles."
"Is it the little bottles with no bottoms, sir?"