As I sat, I was just opposite to a yawning hole in the ship's side, into which men were noisily running great bales and boxes, which other men on board were lowering into the depths of the vessel with very noisy machinery and with much shouting in a sort of uncouth rhythm, to which the grating and bumping of the crane and its chains was a trifle.

I was so absorbed by looking, and it was so impossible to hear anything else unless one were attending, that I never discovered that Biddy and I were alone again, till the touch of her hand on my head made me jump.
"I beg your pardon, Mother," I said; "I couldn't think what it was." "I ax yours, dear.

It's just the curls, and I'm the foolish woman to look at 'em.

Barrin' the hair, ye don't favour each other the laste." I had really heard a good deal about Micky, and was getting tired of him, and inclined to revert to my own affairs.
"Mother, do you know where this ship comes from ?" "I do not.

But she sails with the morning for Halifax, I'm told.