The house is said to be three hundred and seventy-five years old, but we are convinced that this is a wicked understatement of its antiquity.

It must have been built since the Deluge, else it would at least have had one general spring cleaning in the course of its existence.

Cromwell had been there too, and in the confusion of his departure they must have forgotten to sweep under the beds.

We entered our rooms at ten in the evening, having dismissed our car, knowing well that there was no other place to stop the night.

We gave the jarvey twice his fare to avoid altercation, 'but divil a penny less would he take,' although it was he who had recommended the place as a cosy hotel.