"
The lady's curiosity was more easily excited than that of her husband.
She not only came out, but brought with her some ladies who had been on
a visit, in order to hear the Irishman's brogue, and to amuse themselves
at his expense. Of the pig, too, it appeared she was determined to know
something.
"George, my love, is the pig also from Ireland?"
"I don't know, my dear; but I should think so from its fleshless
appearance. I have never seen so spare an animal of that class in this
country."
"Juliana," said one of the ladies to her companion, "don't go too near
him. Gracious! look at the bludgeon, or beam, or something he carries
in his hand, to fight' and beat the people, I suppose: yet," she added,
putting up her glass, "the man is actually not ill-looking; and, though
not so tall as the Irishman in Sheridan's Rivals, he is well made."
"His eyes are good," said her companion--"a bright gray, and keen; and
were it not that his nose is rather short and turned up, he would be
handsome."
"George, my love," exclaimed the lady of the mansion, "he is like most
Irishmen of his class that I have seen; indeed, scarcely so intelligent,
for he does appear quite a simpleton, except, perhaps, a lurking kind of
expression, which is a sign of their humor, I suppose.
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