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* they give refreshment away for nothing to such 

 as you.' So in I went — " 



" Just so," cut in Mr Dash wood. " See here — 

 when are you going back to town? " 



" By the haK-past five train." 



" Are you in a hurry to get back? " 



" Faith, and I am. I've done my business 

 here, and I've more business to do in town." 



" Look here," said Bobby, " I've been thinking 

 you're just the man who might help me. I want 

 to play this fellow French a trick." 



" Sure," said the other, " our minds are jumpin'. 

 A trick? Why, that's the game I'm after myself." 



" I was thinking," said Bobby, " of rotting him 

 by sending him a telegram from town to tell him 

 to come up at once as some relation was iU. 

 The only thing is, I don't know if he has any 

 relations in town." 



" That's no use," said Giveen. " You leave 

 me to play him a trick. See here — " 



" Yes? " 



" The chap's rotten with debt." 



" Debt ! Wliy, I thought he was a rich man." 



" Rich! He's as poor as Brian O'Lynn. And, 

 look here — he's down here in hiding." 



" Hiding? " 



" Ay — hiding from the bailiffs." 



" Good heavens ! " cried Bobby. " Why, every- 

 one here thinks he's a great SAveU." 



" He's run away from Ireland, him and his horses, 

 and done it so cleverly that no one knows where 



