hello, roddy, my boy! up and well? that's right.
don't mind her. it's the cold goose she ate for breakfast -- didn't agree with her. take a glass of spirits, mrs. dugan, to roderick's health.
dorothy, divide that merry thought with the captain! see who'll be married first. jack best, my dear boy, never mind a clean glass for the claret, we're short of crystal at castle dugan; take dorothy's and the wine will taste none the worse. mrs. dugan and ladies, if you please; this is a sort of toast that is drunk a great deal too seldom in my family, and you'll please to receive it with all the honors. here's to captain and mrs. john best, and long life to them. kiss her, jack, you rogue; for faith, you've got a treasure.
in heaven's name, what does all the row mean? is the boy in fever again?
it is getting late, and your mother will be anxious about you. one of you had better go home with him. or the lad may be playing more pranks.
why, you'll not be home till morning, boys. kilwangan's a good ten miles from here.