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Begobs, it's such poor beer that it's
little enough Oi sell even in seven days."
"Why don't you get your beer elsewhere then?"
"Why, it's Edelhein put me in there to sell his stuff, an' he'd never
let me sell anythin' else."
"Then Edelhein is really the principal, and you are only put in to keep
him out of sight?"
"That's it"
"And you have put no money in yourself?"
"Divil a cent."
"Then why doesn't he pay the fine?"
"He says Oi have no business to be afther bein' fined. As if any one
sellin' his beer could help bein' fined!"
"How is that?" said Peter, inferring that selling poor beer was a
finable offence, yet ignorant of the statute.
"Why yez see, sir, the b'ys don't like that beer--an' sensible they
are--so they go to other places, an' don't come to my place."
"But that doesn't explain your fines."
"Av course it does. Shure, if the boys don't come to my place, it's
little Oi can do at the primary, an' so it's no pull Oi have in
politics, to get the perlice an' the joodges to be easy wid me, like
they are to the rest.


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