“Where was your own legs, and your own arms, and your own eyes, and your own tongue?—eh?”
“And sure I tell you it was all ready conthrived, and James Casey was sent for, and came.”
“Yis,” said the mother, “but not for a long time, you towld me yourself; and what were you doing all that time? Sure, supposing you wor only a new acquaintance, any man worth a day's mate would have discoorsed her over in the time and made her sinsible he was the best of husbands.”
“I tell you she wouldn't let me have her ear at all,” said Andy. “Nor her cap either,” said Oonah, laughing.
“And then Jim Casey kem.”
“And why did you let him in?”
“It was she let him in, I tell you.”
“And why did you let her? He was on the wrong side of the door—that's the outside; and you on the right—that's the inside; and it was your house, and she was your wife, and you were her masther, and you had the rights of the church, and the rights of the law, and all the rights on your side; barrin' right rayson—that you never had; and sure without that, what's the use of all the other rights in the world?”
“Sure, hadn't he his friends, sthrong, outside?”
“No matther, if the door wasn't opened to them, for then YOU would have had a stronger friend than any o' them present among them.”