MEMORIES OF GLENAUGH. Ill 



" O Master Dick, Master Dick, what ever 

 d'ye mane by it ? Is it out av yer sinses ye 

 are intirely ?" 



"No, you old goose, I'm not out of my 

 senses," replied Poole. " I want to win a 

 hundred pounds ; and what's more, Dan," he 

 went on coaxingly, " you must help me to 

 win it." 



"Begorra, thin, I won't!" burst out Dan 

 with rebellious energy. " I've sarved you, man 

 an' boy, this many a year ; but hand or part or 

 futt, so help me " 



" Look here, Dan. I don't intend to do it 

 at all, and still I intend to gain the wager. 

 We want it, as you know, badly." 



" God help us, 'tis thrue for you, sir, we do,'* 

 said Dan emphatically. 



"Well, here's my plan. We'll be on the 

 ground. You'll get on my back," (Dan made 

 a forcible gesture of dissent,) " and just as we 

 seem about to start, the police will be on the spot 

 to stop us. Thigun-thug/i /"' (Do you take ?) 



" You mane that we're to put them up to it r 

 Is that it, sir ?" 



" Yes, of course." 



