down the daypo," Ryan replied. "They'll be throwin' segyars around innunther the platform, and maybe upsettin' lanterns. The divil will be to pay before midnight. Yes, I'll be there to keep an eye on 'em to see they don't destr'y the company's property."
Ryan took up the implements of his art and went down the track, singing softly to himself as he rolled along in his weaving, deliberate gait:
"She tied a r-rock in the toe av her sock,
An' hit me daughter Judy in th' grine."
An' hit me daughter Judy in th' grine."
