I've seen the joy of life sob itself down to the sour earth.

When I took him the news of his father's death, and told him the creditors were swallowing what was left of Playmore, what do you think he did ?" Old Christopher Dogan smiled; his eyes twinkled with a mirth which had more pain than gaiety.

"God love you, I know what he did.

He flung out his hands, and said: 'Let it go! It's nothing to me.' Michael, have I said true ?" Michael nodded.
"Almost his very words you've used, and he flung out his hands, as you said.
"Aye, he'll be changed; but they've kept the clothes he had when he went to prison, and he'll come out in them, I'm thinking--" "Ah, no!" interrupted Michael.

"That can't be, for his clothes was stole.