"No, ma'am."
"And if it's a bottle, don't break it as you did the last."
"No, ma'am."
"And make haste."
"Yis, ma'am:" and off went Andy.
In going through the village he forgot to leave the prescription at the apothecary's, and pushed on for the attorney's: there he saw Murtough Murphy, who handed him the law process, enclosed in a cover, with a note to the squire.
"Have you been doing anything very clever lately, Andy?" said Murtough.
"I don't know, sir," said Andy.
"Did you shoot any one with soda-water since I saw you last?"
Andy grinned.