One dollar per each educate flea must he pay, that Flannery! It is the
ultimatum! I come Sunday at past-half one on the clock. That Flannery
will the money ready have, or the law will be on him. It is sufficient!"
The three compatriots bowed low, and went away. For fully five minutes
Mrs. Muldoon sat in a sort of stupor, and then she arose and went about
her work. After all it was Flannery's business, and none of hers, but
she wished the men had gone to Flannery, instead of delegating her to
tell him.
"Thief of th' worrld!" exclaimed Flannery, when she told him the demand
the professor had made. "Sure, I have put me foot in it this time,
Missus Muldoon, for kill thim I did, and pay for thim I must, I dare
say, but 't will be no fun t' do it! One hunderd dollars for fleas, mam!
Did ever an Irishman pay the like before? One week ago Mike Flannery
would not have give one dollar for all the fleas in th' worrld. But
'Have to' is a horse a man must ride, whether he wants to or no."
But the more Flannery thought about having to pay out one hundred
dollars for one hundred dead insects the less he liked it and the more
angry be became.
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