** I don't understand ye just right. We'll
have it agane, but shlow, sir."

" P'tar'g't," again delivered the witness.
** Ken ye no onderstand Anglish ? "

** I think I understand it very well, me gude
man," retorted the Barrister, "but not yure
kind, ril thank ye for spellin' it to me."

" P-'ayt-t'rg-g'rt," it came like the crackling
of an automatic gun. Then with a sneer, Mr.
Witness added, ** Did ye get it ? "

** Never did I hear such answer fr'm the
lips of a human bein'," replied Nolan dolor-



212 THE BARRISTER.
ously. " Sure it's a strange tongue ye
speak."

" No stranger nor yures," retorted the wit-
ness, who readily placed the birthplace of the
Barrister as well south of the Boyne. ** IVe
as gude a name as anny wan," he continued,
" and rU thank ye to' leave it without much
handlin*. Til tell ye me name again. It's
P'tar'g't, sir."

** Will ye spell it again ?" requested Nolan,
this time rather meekly.
*' Yes, sir, I wuU. P'ayt-t'rg-g'rt."

" Can't ye spell it slowly — by suUables as it
were ? " coaxed the Barrister.
" Naw, sir, I can't. I've spellt it twice for
ye. Now, it, spell it yourself."

Mr. Pat. Targgert was called to order by
the court, to whom he humbly apologized, '^but
not another word had he for Nolan, and
the latter seemed willing to let him go.
