"And how's all the family ?" "Well, then, they're all rightly, considhering.

The Masther's no just what he war, you know, ma'am." "I'm afraid not--I'm afraid not," said the rector.

"You'll not take a glass of spirits, Richard ?" "Yer riverence knows I never does that," said Richard, with somewhat of a conscious look of high morality, for he was a rigid teetotaller.
"And do you mean to say that you stick to that always ?" said Mrs.
Townsend, who firmly believed that no good could come out of Nazareth, and that even abstinence from whisky must be bad if accompanied by anything in the shape of a Roman Catholic ceremony.
"I do mean to say, ma'am, that I never touched a dhrop of anything sthronger than wather, barring tay, since the time I got the pledge from the blessed apostle." And Richard boldly crossed himself in the presence of them both.

They knew well whom he meant by the blessed apostle: it was Father Mathew.
"Temperance is a very good thing, however we may come by it," said Mr.Townsend, who meant to imply by this that Richard's temperance had been come by in the worst way possible.
"That's thrue for you, sir," said Richard; "but I never knew any pledge kept, only the blessed apostle's." By which he meant to imply that no sanctity inherent in Mr.Townsend's sacerdotal proceedings could be of any such efficacy.
And then Mr.Townsend read the note.

"Ah, yes," said he; "tell Mr.
Herbert that I'm very much obliged to him.