The woman, however, whose passions were probably under less control, replied, with a screeching tone, "Stay where you are, you jade, and may the curse of Judas cling to you,--stay with the bit of a mullo {93a} whom you helped, and my only hope is that he may gulley {93b} you before he comes to be--Have you with us, indeed! after what's past, no, nor nothing belonging to you.

Fetch down your mailla {94a} go-cart and live here with your chabo." {94b} She then whipped on the horse, and ascended the pass, followed by the man.

The carts were light, and they were not long in ascending the winding path.

I followed, to see that they took their departure.

Arriving at the top, I found near the entrance a small donkey- cart, which I concluded belonged to the girl.