for the last ten minutes to tell ye,
and ye'll not not let me? It's wid a bad grace that yer honor reproves
me for not tellin' ye what I know, whin it's yerself that is
interruptin' me. Well, yer honer, it was on Friday morning, whin I heard
the horn of a fish-cairt in front of my door, sez I to myself, now
Michael--

"_Judge._--I don't want to hear that story any more. You have told that
several times already. State the facts about Timothy. Come down to the
time when he commences to figure.

"_Witness._--Ah, bad luck to the thratement that I get here. Has any of
my illusthrious family the O'Briens ever done annything against yer
honer that yez should illthrait me in this way?

"_Judge._--Not that I am aware of. Now go on with your evidence.

"_Witness._--Well, yer honor, as I was about to tell ye, it was on
Friday mornin' whin I heard the horn of a fish-cairt in front of my
door. Sez I to myself--now Michael has come wid the porgies.

"_Judge_ (impatiently).--Mrs. O'Brien, I--

"_Witness._--Me name's not O'Brien; I'm a married woman, and me name is
Flaherty; me name was O'Brien when I was a girl.

"_Judge._--Well, then, Mrs. Flaherty, O'Brien, or whatever your name is,
I have heard of these porgies and that fish-cart so often that they have
grown stale; now tell me what occurred between you and Timothy
Mulrooney?

"_Witness._--How do I know but ye'll intherrupt me again before I have
said five words?

"_Judge._--You may rest assured that I will not if you will tell what
Tim Mulrooney has done that is contrary to law.

"_Witness._--I could tell ye enough to hang him a half-dozen times, if
he had as manny necks as that; (to the prisoner) ye know I could, Tim,
ye--

"_Judge_ (perspiringly).--Mrs. O'Flaherty--

"_Witness._--Flaherty, widout the O, yer honor.

"_Judge._--Well, whatever your name is, you must not say anything to the
prisoner in this court. Go on now, and if you will tell what he has done
I'll not interrupt you.

"_Witness._--Now remember yer promise, ye honor. It was on Friday
mornin'--

"_Judge_ (despairingly).--You're at it again. I--

"_Witness._--Howly mother of Moses! I told yer honor how it would be wid
ye; here I haven't said more nor five words before yer at yer owld
thricks again.

"_Judge_ (much vexed).--What did Timothy do with your fish?

"_Witness._--He didn't do annything wid them that time, barrin' that he
saw Michael bring them in the house, and I heard him tell Biddy