Them wot's
really fitted to decorate society get no show while a blunderin'
Yorkshireman like you--'
'Nay,' says I, 'it's none o' t' blunderin' Yorkshireman she wants;
it's Rip. He's the gentleman this journey.'
Soa t' next day, Mulvaney an' Rip an' me goes to Mrs. DeSussa's, an'
t' Irishman bein' a strainger she wor a bit shy at fost. But you've
heeard Mulvaney talk, an' yo' may believe as he fairly bewitched t'
awd lass wal she let out 'at she wanted to tek Rip away wi' her to
Munsooree Pahar. Then Mulvaney changes his tune an' axes her solemn-like
if she'd thought o' t' consequences o' gettin' two poor but honest
soldiers sent t' Andamning Islands. Mrs. DeSussa began to cry, so
Mulvaney turns round oppen t' other tack and smooths her down, allowin'
'at Rip ud be a vast better off in t' Hills than down i' Bengal, and
'twas a pity he shouldn't go wheer he was so well beliked. And soa he
went on, backin' an' fillin' an' workin' up t' awd lass wal she felt
as if her life warn't worth nowt if she didn't hev t' dog.
Then all of a suddint he says:--'But ye _shall_ have him, marm, for
I've a feelin' heart, not like this could-blooded Yorkshireman; but
'twill cost ye not a penny less than three hundher rupees.
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