Anyway, ould Mennear pulled up short an' clinched Deb'rah by the elbow.
"'Like onto the fishpools in Heshbon!' says he; an' wi' that he bounses into the shop.
"'How much for them eyes ?' he axes.
"'Do 'ee want the lot ?' says the chap in the shop, a reg'lar little dandy-sprat, an' so pert as a jay-pie in June.

''Cos us makes a reducshun on takin' a quantity,' says he.
"'Wan'll do for me,' says Lawyer Mennear.
"'They be two pund-ten apiece,' says the whipper-snapper, 'an' ten shillin' for fixin'.' "Well, sir, you may fancy th' ould man's face when he heerd the price.

He sot down, like as ef the wind was tuk out of hes sails, an' says he--'I'll gie thirty shillin.' "The shopman wudn' ha' this; so at et they went, higglin' an' hagglin' on til 'twas agreed at las' he shud ha' the eye for two pund-five, fixin's included.

'Twas like drawin' blood from a stone; but th' ould man had done a stroke of bus'ness that day, so in th' end he pulls out hes bag an' tells out the money 'pon the counter.
"'An' now,' says the whipper-snapper, 'which'll 'ee ha'?
Grey's the colour, I reckons, ef you wants a match.' "'Drat the colour!' says ould Mennear, 'I've a-paid my price, an' I'll ha' the biggest, ef et be bassomy-red.' [5] "Well, the shopman laffs, o' cou'se, but lets 'n ha' hes own way; an' th' ould man picked out the biggest--bright blue et was, suthin' the colour of a hedgy-sparrer's egg, an' shiny-clear like a glass-alley.
They was a brave long while gettin' et fixed, 'cos 'twas so big.
Ef he'd a-been content an' took a smaller wan, he'd ha' done better: but he was bound to be over-reachin', was th' ould varmint, an' so he comed to grief, as you shall hear.

There's many folks i' this world be knowin' as Kate Mullet." "I never heard of that lady," said Mr.Fogo.
"There's not much to know, sir, 'cept that they say her was hanged for a fool.