And now I'll never know, for ye'll never be able to tell me.

Tim Brady's boat would have held two as easy as one, Barney, and maybe the old hooker'd have weathered the storm with a few more repairs about her, that the squire always intended, as no one knows better than yourself! Oh, dear! oh, dear! But--Heaven forgive us!--putting off's been the ruin of the O'Moores from time out of mind.
And now you're dead and gone--dead and gone! But oh, Barney, Barney, if prayers can give your soul ease, you'll not want them while Dennis O'Moore has breath to pray!" I was beginning to discover that one of the first wonders of the world is that it contains a great many very good people, who are quite different from oneself and one's near relations.

For I really was not conceited enough to disapprove of my new friend because he astonished me, though he certainly did do so.

From the moment when Barney (whoever Barney might be) came into his head, everything else apparently went out of it.

I am sure he quite forgot me.
For my own part I gazed at him in blank amazement.