I'd forgive them the theft, if they hadn't spoilt the tune with a nasty jerk or two that murders the tender grace of it intirely." * * * * * "Alister, me boy! You're not going?
Ye're not cross, are ye?
Faith, I'd give my life for ye, but I can't give ye Eileen aroon.

Come in and have some swizzle! We're in the height of luxury here, and hospitality as well, and you'll be as welcome as daylight." * * * * * "Up so late?
Up so early you mean! Ah, don't put on that air of incorruptible morality.

Wait now till I get in on the one side of my hammock and out at the other, and I'll look as early-rising-proud as yourself.

Alister! Alister dear!--" Through all this the engineer made no sign, and it struck me how wise he was, so I pulled the hammock round me again and fell asleep; not for long, I fancy, for those intolerable sandflies woke me once more before Dennis had turned in.
I looked out and saw him still at the window, his eyes on a waning planet, his cheek resting on the little glove laid in his right hand, and singing more sweetly than any nightingale: "Youth must with time decay, Eileen aroon! Beauty must fade away, Eileen aroon! Castles are sacked in war, Chieftains are scattered far, Truth is a fixed star, Eileen aroon!".