Make money of that, Sir;--and my lawyer advises me to make her pay it.' 'Or rather to make her account, Ma'am; or you will, if she's disposed to act fairly, take anything you may be advised, to be reasonable and equitable, Ma'am,' interposed Dirty Davy.
'That's it,' resumed Madam Mary.

'I don't want her four bones.

Let her make up one thousand pounds--that's reason, Sir--and I'll forgive her the remainder.

But if she won't, then to gaol I'll send her, and there she may rot for me.' 'You persave, Sir,' continued the attorney; 'your client--I mane your friend--has fixed herself in the character of an agent--all the late gintleman's money, you see, went through her hands--an agent or a steward to Charles Nutther, desased--an' a coort iv equity'll hould her liable to account, ye see; an' we know well enough what money's past through her hands annually--an' whatever she can prove to have been honestly applied, we'll be quite willin' to allow; but, you see, we must have the balance!' 'Balance!' said the priest, incensed beyond endurance; 'if you stay balancin' here, my joker, much longer, you'll run a raysonable risk of balancin' by the neck out iv one of them trees before the doore.' 'So you're threatenin' my life, Sir!' said the attorney, with a sly defiance.
'You lie like the divil, Sir--savin' your presence, Ma'am.

Don't you know the differ, Sir, between a threat an' a warnin', you bosthoon ?' thundered his reverence.
'You're sthrivin' to provoke me to a brache iv the pace, as the company can testify,' said Dirty Davy.
'Ye lie again, you--you fat crature--'tis thryin' to provoke you to _keep_ the pace I am.