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ather, didn't you send me to say?' 'Yes, you rapparee; but didn't you promise--or didn't I promise for you, which is all one and the same thing--that you'd pay it all back with your prize-money--and where is it? answer that, Terence O'Brien.' 'Where is it, father? I'll tell you; it's where next Christmas is--coming, but not come yet.' 'Spake to him, Father M'Grath,' said my father. 'Is not that a lie of yours, Terence O'Brien, that you're after telling now?' said Father McGrath; 'give me the money.' 'It's no lie, Father McGrath; if it pleased you to die to-morrow, the devil of a shilling have I to jingle on your tombstone for good luck, bating those three or four, which you may divide between you, and I threw them on the floor. "'Terence O'Brien,' said Father McGrath, 'its absolution that you'll be wanting to-morrow, after all your sins and enormities; and the devil a bit shall you have--take that now.' "'Father M'Grath,' replied I very angrily, 'it's no absolution that I'll want from you, any how--take that now.' "'Then you have had your share of heaven; for I'll keep you out of it, you wicked monster,' said Father M'Grath--'take that now.' "'If it's no better than a midshipman's berth,' replied I, 'I'd just as soon stay out; but I'll creep in in spite of you--take that now, Father M'Grath.' "'And who's to save your soul, and send you to heaven, if I don't, you wicked wretch? but I'll see you d--d first--so take that now, Terence O'Brien.' "'Then I'll turn Protestant, and damn the Pope--take that now, Father M'Grath.' "At this last broadside of mine, my father and all my brothers and sisters raised a cry of horror, and my mother burst into tears. Father M'Grath seized hold of the pot of holy water, and dipping in the little whisk, began to sprinkle the room, saying a Latin prayer, while they all went on squalling at me. At last, my father seized the stool, which he had been seated upon, and threw it at my head. I dodged, and it knocked down Father M'Grath, who had just walked behind me in full song. I knew that it was all over after that, so I sprang over his carcass, and gained the door. 'Good morning to ye all, and better manners to you next time we meet,' cried I, and off I set as fast as I could for the ship. "I was melancholy enough as I walked back, and thought of what had passed. 'I need not have been in such a confounded hurry,' said I to myself, 'to ask leave, thereby affronting the first lie
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