I stud to attenshin an' saluted:--
"Sorr," sez I, "av ivry man in this wurruld had his rights, I'm thinkin'
that more than wan wud be beaten to a jelly for this night's work--that
niver came off at all, Sorr, as you see?" "Now," thinks I to myself,
"Terence Mulvaney, you've cut your own throat, for he'll sthrike, an'
you'll knock him down for the good av his sowl an' your own iverlastin'
dishgrace!"
'But the Capt'n niver said a single wurrd. He choked where he stud,
an' thin he went into his thrap widout sayin' good-night, an' I wint
back to barricks.'
'And then?' said Ortheris and I together.
'That was all,' said Mulvaney; 'niver another word did I hear av the
whole thing. All I know was that there was no e-vasion, an' that was
fwhat I wanted. Now, I put ut to you, Sorr, is ten days' C. B. a fit
an' a proper tratement for a man who has behaved as me?'
'Well, any'ow,' said Ortheris,'tweren't this 'ere Colonel's daughter,
an' you _was_ blazin' copped when you tried to wash in the Fort Ditch.'
'That,' said Mulvaney, finishing the champagne, 'is a shuparfluous an'
impert'nint observation.
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