Irish ways . n back now, Fergus said. If youstep up here quick, you might get a glimpst ofthem 3^onder roundin the corner. WhereuponAlec, joining him hastily, just caught a somewhatdistant view of a yellow car drawn swiftly by awhite-faced, hog-maned, skewbald beast. ** Themselves it is, Alec said. Theres Timsould aunts red handkerchief on this side ; he wasbringin her, I know. They do be arguin wid herfor not wearin a bonnet on her head to make her-self look respectable, but sorra a bit she mindsthem. Faix, the little mares makin great goin ofit, as plased as anythin belike to be trottin home
Irish ways . n back now, Fergus said. If youstep up here quick, you might get a glimpst ofthem 3^onder roundin the corner. WhereuponAlec, joining him hastily, just caught a somewhatdistant view of a yellow car drawn swiftly by awhite-faced, hog-maned, skewbald beast. ** Themselves it is, Alec said. Theres Timsould aunts red handkerchief on this side ; he wasbringin her, I know. They do be arguin wid herfor not wearin a bonnet on her head to make her-self look respectable, but sorra a bit she mindsthem. Faix, the little mares makin great goin ofit, as plased as anythin belike to be trottin homethat soon. Jig away, me hayroes ! So now Illtake out wid meself over the bog, and try me luck. As he started, with nimble springs, along atussocky track, Alec felt that his luck wouldprobably be good. He had changed his workingclothes for his best grey tweed suit ; he had combedand oiled his curly black hair, and had put on anew cloth cap, and a green tie with a golden harp ?AND IS IT YOURSELF, ALEC GOWRAN?. A TRANSFER i8i and shamrocks. Hence, mainly, he had kept outof sight, not that he was at all dissatisfied withhis appearance, but because he wished to avoidthe neighbours comments upon such elegance at atime when he ought by rights to have been busyputting down potatoes. Alecs tramp of half-a-dozen miles gave himtime to elaborate his plan with more care than hehad bestowed upon it since it had suddenly dartedinto his mind overnight. He had already arrangedthat he would account for his call upon the Martins,with whom he was not upon intimate terms, byalleging a commission to inform them of the acci-dent which had precluded Tim Bradys that point, however, his imagination now setforth on a lively excursion, and before he reachedthe low, whitewashed farmhouse on its brown patchof ploughed land, he had added several suitableincidents to the story which he proposed to relate. Hugh Martin himself was sitting with an after-noon pipe on a bench half in and half out at t
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