There'll be a sunrise hanging to-morrow or I miss my guess.

Come on, now.

Bring him along." "Wait a minute, Corporal," O'Connell said.

"Sure I've something to say to ye," and he led him aside where the others could not bear.
All unconscious of the fatal predicament into which Susan Jemima and she had got them Virgie looked up at her father from where she stood in the shelter of his arm.
"Daddy," she questioned, in a small, puzzled voice, "what are they going to do ?" "S-s-s-h," her father commanded as he patted her head comfortingly.
"Everything will be all right, honey, I'm sure." But he had caught enough of the Corporal's altercation with Trooper O'Connell to make him see that things were very far from being what he wanted Virgie to suppose.
"Ye'd better be careful now," O'Connell said to Dudley.

"Ye know well that if the pass is all right ye'll be getting yerself into a peck o' trouble." "It isn't _me_ that'll get in trouble," Dudley answered, with grim triumph.