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The Tracks We Tread
Clane and clever he is, and Lou’ll have to be takin’ afther the devil what owns him to turn Steve over whin they putt up their hands. An’ that’ll be all to watch! It is not Lou takes the whip-cut widout lookin’ for the hand what gives it. No—sorra a fear will Lou do that!”
“But it was Purdey rowed him,” said Ike. “Even Lou must see that.”
Tod looked at him pityingly.
“May ye git your health till ye grow sinse,” he said. “Musha! Ye’ve a right to live to a quare ould age, I’m thinkin’.”
