“Ah, Misther Dick!”
“You Tarquin!”
“Sure, sir, what harm's in it?”'
“You Heliogabalus!!”
“Sure, it's no fault o' mine, sir.”
“Bigamy, by this and that, flat bigamy! You'll only be hanged, as sure as your name's Andy.”
“Sure, let me tell you how it was, sir, and you'll see I am quit of all harm, good or bad. 'T was a pack o' blackguards, you see, come to take off Oonah, sir.”
“Oh, a case of abduction!”
“Yis, sir; so the women dhressed me up as a girl, and the blackguards, instead of the seduction of Oonah, only seduced me.”
“Capital!” cried Dick; “well done, Andy! And who seduced you?”