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She would do all thot an' more for the dear, good Rip, an' she would
nut oppen t' basket till they were miles away, for fear anybody should
recognise him, an' we were real good and kind soldier-men, we were,
an' she bonds me a bundle o' notes, an' then cooms up a few of her
relations an' friends to say good-by--not more than seventy-five there
wasn't--an' we cuts away.
What coom to t' three hundred and fifty rupees? Thot's what I can
scarcelins tell yo', but we melted it--we melted it. It was share an'
share alike, for Mulvaney said: 'If Learoyd got hold of Mrs. DeSussa
first, sure 'twas I that renumbered the Sargint's dog just in the nick
av time, an' Orth'ris was the artist av janius that made a work av art
out av that ugly piece av ill-nature. Yet, by way av a thank-offerin'
that I was not led into felony by that wicked ould woman, I'll send
a thrifle to Father Victor for the poor people he's always beggin'
for.'
But me an' Orth'ris, he bein' Cockney an' I bein' pretty far north,
did nut see it i' t' saame way. We'd getten t' brass, an' we meaned
to keep it. An' soa we did--for a short time.
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