human
How splendid! How glorious! How perfectly magnificent!
gpt
Isn't it?
human
But I'm after thinking it's mortal strange I never heard him mention you. There was only one chum at home he used to talk about and that was a man--a boy, I mean. Mally he was calling him--that's short for Maloney, I suppose.
gpt
For Mary,
human
Mary, is it? Why, by the saints, so it is! Where in the name of St. Patrick has been the Irish head at me that I never thought of that before? And you were . . . Yes? Well, by the powers, ye've a right to be proud of him, for he was thinking pearls and diamonds of you. I was mortal jealous of Mally, I remember. 'Mally's a stunner,' he used to say. 'Follow you anywhere, if you wanted it, in spite of the devil and hell.'
gpt
I dare say he's had many girl friends since my time, though?
human
Narra a one. The girls used to be putting a glime on him in Dublin--they're the queens of the world too, those Dublin girls--but never a skute of the eye was he giving to the one of them. I used to think it was work, but maybe it wasn't . . . maybe it was. . . .