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Show In Perplexity. "Michael Dolan, an' is it yourself?" "Yes; sure it is." "Well, ye know thot bletherin' spalpeen, spal-peen, Widdy Castigan's second husband?" hus-band?" "That I do." "He bet me a bob to a pint I couldn't swally an egg without break-in' break-in' the shell ov it" "An' ye did it?" "I did." "Then phwat's ailin ye?" "It's doon there," laying his hand on the lower part of his waistcoat "If I jump about I'll break it and cut me stomach wid the shell, an' if I kape quiet it'll hatch and I'll have a Shanghai Shang-hai rooster scratchin' me inside." |