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Chapter 44

           Butfortheremembranceofthis,theGalwegianmighthavebeenstillmoreterrifiedifthatwerepossiblewhilestridingbackandforthuponthefloorofthejacalé.

           Foralongtimehewasspeechlessnotknowingwhattosayandonlygivingutterancetosuchexclamationsascamemechanicallytohislips.

           Asthetimepassed,andhebegantofeel,notsomuchareturnofconfidence,asofthepowerofratiocination,histonguebecamerestoredtohim;andacontinuousfireofquestionsandexclamationssucceeded.Theywerealladdressedtohimself.Tarawasnolongerthere,totakepartintheconversation.

           Theywereput,moreover,inalowwhisperedtone,asifinfearthathisvoicemightbeheardoutsidethejacalé.

           "Ochone!Ochone!itcyan’tavbeenhim!SantPathrickprotictme,butfwhatwasitthin?

           "Tharewasiverythingavhisthehorsethesthripedblankyetthemspottedwatherguardsuponhislegsantheheaditselfallexceptthefaytures.ThimIsawtoo,butwasn’tshureabouteyedintifycashin;forwhokudtillafaceallcoveredoverwidridblood?

           "Ach!itcudn’tbeMastherMauriceatall,atall!

           "It’salladhrame.Imusthavebeenaslape,andhramin?Or,wasitthewhiskythatdidit?

           "Shure,Iwasn’tdhrunkenoughforthat.Twogoesoutavthelittlecup,antwomorefromthedimmyjannotoverakuppleavnagginsinall!Thatwudn’tmakemedhrunk.I’vetakentwicethat,widoutasmuchasthrippininmyspache.TrathhaveI.

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