human
I am really very sorry, Mr. Noakes, said Templeton.
gpt
I was trying a new invention, and I can’t say how much I regret——
human
Od rabbit you and your inventions, roared Noakes.
gpt
You did it o’ purpose, you viper. I’ll have you up, I will, for creating a nuisance——
human
Driving to the danger of the public, be jowned to ’em,
gpt
Ay, the danger of the public and bodily injury to the mayor, cried Noakes.
human
No option of a fine, neither; you’ll go to jail, sure as my name be Philemon Noakes.
gpt
Come, come, now, said O’Reilly, thinking it time to intervene.
human
Sure, any one could see it was nothing but an accident that might have happened to the Lord Mayor of Dublin himself. You gentlemen have got splashed; faith, so have I. Look at me! The right way to look at it is that we’re all suffering in a good cause—martyrs of science, and I wouldn’t say but we’ve got off lightly.
gpt
There’s summat in that, Neighbour Noakes, said a councillor who, being at the rear of the procession, had not come within range of the rotating brushes.
human
Ay, what I say is, these young fellers what have served their country want to be encouraged, and if so be a little mud flies—why, there ’tis; it will brush off, and ’tis all one.
gpt
There’ll be no ’nointing to-day, that’s certain, said another.
human
Seems to me we’d best all go home along before they get wind of it in the meadow up yonder. None of us wants a crowd ramping round and admiring of our muddy faces. The old stone won’t hurt for want of its drop o’ liquor for once.
gpt
That’s true, added a third.
human
And as for speeches—well, speaking as man to man, speeches are a weariness of the flesh to me. Let’s go home along, neighbours, and drink a drop o’ something hot, with our toes on the fire.