human
Si and Sharty, ye thieves of the worruld, whin did ye get back, and how are yez? Howly saints, but Oi'm glad to see yez.
gpt
Jim Monaghan, you old Erin-go-bragh, said Shorty, putting his arm around the man's neck,
human
No; Oi've not bin on extry doty for narely two wakes now, but it's about due. But here comes Barney Maguire and Con Taylor, Tony Wilson and the rest iv the gang. Lord love yez, but they'll be surely glad to see yez.
gpt
Where's the camp?
human
Jist bey ant--jist bey ant them cedars there--not a musket-shot away,
gpt
What'd you mean, you infernal liars, by tellin' us that the rijimint was gone?
human
Aisy, now, aisy, said Jim.
gpt
We're to blame for that, so we are. Ye say, we wint over by Rossville last night and had a bit av a shindy and cleaned out a sutler's shop. We brought away some av the most illegant whisky that iver wet a man's lips, and hid it down there in the gulch, where we had jist come back for it. We sane you comin' and thought yez was the provo-guard after us. Ye say ye stopped there and talked to that peacock at the Provo-Marshal's quarters, and we thought yez was gittin' instructions. We sint these rookies out, who we thought nobody'd know, to give you a little fairy story about the rijimint being gone, to throw you off the scint, until we could finish the liquor.
human
Yes, I know, laughed Shorty,
gpt
You and Si come down into the gulch and jine us.
human
Can't think of it for a minute, said Shorty with great self-denial.
gpt
Don't speak so loud before these boys. They're recruits for the rijimint. We must take 'em into camp. We'll see you later.