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scoop out of one tub and out of another. ' Oh, sir,' says she, very foolish, ' I hope your lady is well, and the baby.' ' Pretty well, thank you,' says he, rather frightened like. ' How do I look in this new suit ? ' says he, getting to one side of her. ' I can't see you plain at all, sir,' says she. ' Well, now ? ' says he, getting round her back to the other side. ' Musha, indeed, sir, your coat looks no better than a withered dock-leaf.' ' Maybe, then,' says he, ' it will be different now,' and he struck the eye next him with a switch.
Friends, she never saw a glimmer after with that one till the day of her death.
' Legendary Fictions of the Irish Celts,' by Patrick Kennedy.