A peasant and his wife were walking along the crags towards the cliffs. A little white bitch, wagging her tail and with her nose to the ground, ran along in front of them hunting rabbits.
Well I suppose in the name of God I might as well do what's to be done. Here, Topsy. Good doggie.
She lay on her belly at the peasant's feet, looking up into his face with moist eyes. He bent down and caught her by the back of the neck.
To hell with it for a story; I can't drown her!
Hey, what's that you're saying? Why don't ye go an' earn seven and sixpence then to pay for her licence? If you hadn't drunk the price of the pig ye'd money now to pay for her!
You are a devil of a woman to ask me to drown her!
Don't be silly, you fool! What are the two young pigs going to live on ? Throw her down, and don't stand here like an old woman!
Couldn't we sell a bushel of potatoes to the schoolmaster? He was asking me the other day...
Yerra is it out of your mind ye are, man? There isn't a neighbour but would be running to the police this very evening with information. Throw her down, silly, or if you are too cowardly to do it, I'll throw her down myself!
The devil a drown... I'll hide her where the police won't see her.