"I'm not an Ulsterman, but I celebrate the coming of William to the Boyne.

Things were done that day that'll be remembered when Ireland is whisked away into the Kingdom of Heaven.

So you'll not go to bed till you've had dinner, Mr.Mallow! By me soul, I think I smell the little porker now.

Dinner at five, to bed at eight, up before daylight, and off to Dublin when the light breaks.

That's the course!" He turned to Captain Ivy.