"Well, I suppose you'll be wantin' a pilot," said Barny.
"Yes, when we get in shore, but not yet."
"O, I don't want to hurry you," said Barny.
"What port are you a pilot of?"
"Why, indeed, as for the matther o' that," said Barny, "they're all aiqual to me a'most."
"All?" said the American. "Why, I calculate you couldn't pilot a ship into all the ports of Ireland."
"Not all at wanst," said Barny, with a laugh, in which the American could not help joining.
"Well, I say, what ports do you know best?"
"Why, thin, indeed," said Barny, "it would be hard for me to tell; but wherever you want to go, I'm the man that'll do the job for you complate. Where is your honor goin'?"
"I won't tell you that,—but do you tell me what ports you know best?"