I forgot that." "You forgot it?
Tell the truth at once, and say you didn't know it.

But may be you did forget it, for troth he'd be a poor crature that didn't know whiskey was made from barley." He here turned his red satirical eye upon Woodward, with a glance that was strongly indicative of contempt for his general information.
"Well," he proceeded, "the power of yarribs is wondherful,--if it was known to many as it is to me." "Why, from long practice, I suppose, you must be skilful in the properties ol herbs ?" "Well, indeed, you needn't only suppose it, but you may be sartin of it.
Have you a good appetite ?" "A particularly good one, I assure you." "Now, wouldn't you think it strange that I could give you a dose that 'ud keep you on half a male a day for the next three months." "God forbid," replied Woodward, who, among his other good qualities, was an enormous trencherman,--"God forbid that ever such a dose should go down my throat." "Would you think, now," he proceeded, with a sinister grin that sent his yellow tusk half an inch out of his mouth, "that if a man was jealous of his wife, or a wife of her husband, I couldn't give either o' them a dose that 'ud cure them ?" "Faith, I dare say you could," replied Woodward; "a dose that would free them from care of all sorts, as well as jealousy." "I don't mane that," said the skeleton; "ha, ha! you're a funny gentleman, and maybe I--but no--I don't mane that; but widout injurin' a hair in either o' their heads." "I am not married," said the other, "but I expect to be soon, and when I am I will pay you well for the knowledge of that herb--for my wife, I mean.

Where do you live ?" "In Rathfillan, sir.

I'm a well-known man there, and for many a long mile about it." "You must be very useful to the country people hereabouts ?" "Ay," he exclaimed, "you mane to the poor, I suppose, and you're right; but maybe I'm of sarvice to the rich, too.

Many a face I save from--I could save from shame, I mane--if I liked, and could get well ped for it, too.