And, if I am not mistaken, you and I have something else in common.

My people are from Limerick." "And mine from Cork," laughed the priest as he waved his hand toward his empty chair, adding: "Let me move it nearer the table." "No, I will take my old seat, if you do not mind.

Please do not move, Mr.Cleary; I am near enough." "And are you an importation, Father, like myself ?" continued Felix, shifting the rocker for a better view of the priest.
"No.

I am only an Irishman by inheritance.

I was brought up on the soil, born down in Greenwich village--and a very queer old part of the town it is.