Tom. Oh, then, Paddy, you laid down your honesty for nothing.
Teag. Ay, ay, I was a great thief, but got nothing to steal.
Tom. And how did you get victuals at last?
Teag. Allelieu, dear honey, the thoughts of meat and drink, death and life, and everything else, was out of mind. I had not a thought but one.
Tom. And what was that, Paddy?
Teag. To go down among the fishes and become a whale; then I would have lived at ease all my days, having nothing to do but to drink salt water and eat caller oysters.
Tom. What was you like to be drowned again?
Teag. Ay, ay, drowned, as cleanly drowned as a fish, for the sea blew very loud, and the wind ran so high, that we were all cast safe on shore, and not one of us drowned at all.
Tom. Where did you go when you came on shore?
Teag. Arra, dear honey, I was not able to go anywhere. You might cast a knot on my belly, I was so hollow in the middle, so I went into a gentleman's house and told him the bad fortune I had of being drowned between Ireland and the foot of his garden, where we came all safe ashore. But all the comfort I got from him was a word of truth.