"You're stopping up the gate on purpose, and you must go."
"Sure your honour wouldn't spile my stand!"
"'Faith, I'll spoil more than your stand, if you don't leave that."
"Not finer cabbage in the world."
"Go out o' that now, 'while your shoes are good,'"[25] ] said Tom, seeing he had none; for, in speaking of shoes, Tom had no intention of alluding to the word choux, and thus making a French pun upon the cabbage—for Tom did not understand French, but rather despised it as a jack-a-dandy acquirement.
"Sure, you wouldn't ruin my market, Misther Durfy."
"None of your humbugging—but be off at once," said Tom, whose tone indicated he was very much in earnest.
"Not a nicer slip of a pig in the market than the same pigs—I'm expectin' thirty shillin's apiece for them."
"'Faith, you'll get more than thirty shillings," cried Tom, "in less than thirty seconds, if you don't take your dirty cabbage and blackguard pigs out o' that!"
"Dirty cabbages!" cried the fellow, in a tone of surprise.