'Now, Sheemus O'Shaughran,' says I, 'you've said what I know to be a lie.

I'm not the man to put ill between you and his honor, Mr.M'Clutchy, but at the same time,' says I, 'I'm his sarvint, and as an honest man I must do my duty.
I don't intend to mintion a syllable of what you said this day; but as his sarvint, and gettin' bread through him, and undher him, I can't, nor I won't, suffer his honor to be backbitten before his own face--for it's next to that.

Now,' says I, 'be guided by me, and all will be right.

In the first place, you know, he's entitled to _duty-fowl_*--in the next place, he's entitled to _duty-work_.' 'Ay, the landlord is,' said they, 'but not the Vul----' 'Whisht,' says I, in a friendly whisper, puttin' my hand across Dan's mouth, an' winkin' both my eyes at him; 'send his honor down a pair of them fine fat turkeys--I know his honor's fond o' them; but that's not all,' says I--'do you wish to have a friend in coort?
I know you do.

Well and good--he's drawing gravel to make a new avenue early next week, so, Sheemus O'Shaughran, if you wish to have two friends in coort--a great one and a little one'-- manin' myself, God pardon me, for the little one, your honor--'you will,' says I 'early on next Monday mornin', send down a pair of horses and carts, and give him a week's duty work.