I had but time to strike him two blows on the top of his head that might have killed an ox.

I felt the metal sink at the second in his skull, and would have pinked him through with my sword, but the fellow was close on me, and I thought I knew the voice for Nutter's.

I stole through the bushes swiftly, and got along into the hollow under the Magazine, and thence on.
'There was a slight fog upon the park, and I met no one.

I got across the park-wall, over the quarry, and so down by the stream at Coyles, and on to the road near my house.

No one was in sight, so I walked down to Chapelizod to show myself.