“‘Indeed, then, it isn’t, but a thrish,’ siz she.
“Anyway, one word borrowed another, an’ the end av it was, Shawn flailed at her an’ gev her the father av a batin’.
“The Christmas Day afther, Nancy opened the door an’ looked out.
“‘God be wud this day twelve months,’ siz she, ‘do you remimber the fine thrish you caught in the crib?’
“‘’Twas a blackbird,’ siz Shawn.
“‘Och,’ siz Nancy, beginnin’ to laugh, ‘that was a quare blackbird.’
“‘Whisht, now, Nancy, ’twas a blackbird,’ siz Shawn.
“‘Och,’ siz Nancy, beginnin’ to laugh, ‘that was the quare blackbird.’
“Wud that, one word borrowed another, an’ Shawn stood up an’ gev her the father av a batin’.