He wore neither stockings nor cravat of any kind, but had a pair of strong clouted brogues upon his feet; thus disclosing to the spectator two legs and a breast that were covered over with a fell of red close hair that might have been long and strong enough for a badger.

He carried in his hand a short whip, resembling a carrot in shape, and evidently of such a description as no man that had any regard for his health would wish to come in contact with, especially from the hand of such a double-jointed but misshapen Hercules as bore it.
"Ted, how goes it, my man ?" "_Ghe dhe shin dirthu, a dinaousal ?_" replied Ted, surveying him with a stare.
"D--n you!" was about to proceed from Hycy's lips when he perceived that a very active magistrate, named Jennings, stood within hearing.

The latter passed on, however, and Hycy proceeded:--"I was about to abuse you, Ted, for coming out with your Irish to me," he said, "until I saw Jennings, and then I _had_ you." "Throgs, din, Meeisther Hycy, I don't like the _Bairlha_ (* English tongue)--'caise I can't sphake her properly, at all, at all.

Come you 'out wid the Gailick fwhor me, i' you plaise, Meeisther Hycy." "D--n your Gaelic!" replied Hycy--"no, I won't--I don't speak it." "The Laud forget you for that!" replied Ted, with a grin; "my ould grandmudher might larn it from you--hach, ach, ha!" "None of your d--d impertinence, Ted.

I want to speak to you." "Fwhat would her be ?" asked Ted, with a face in which there might be read such a compound of cunning, vacuity, and ferocity as could rarely be witnessed in the same countenance.
"Can you come down to me to-night ?" "No; I'll be busy." "Where are you at work now ?" "In Glendearg, above." "Well, then, if you can't come to me, I must only go to you.