Chapter 10: Saint Patrick:
Blarney's POV:
De Bans'ee was on 'er way to get to de gold and Dinty was on his way to Death's dohr! dere was only wan man I can talk to. So, I searc'ed fhr Saint Patrick. I spoke with a bear, who 'eard from a squirrel, who 'eard from a raccoon, who 'eard from a bird, who 'eard from a chipmunk, who 'eard w'ere Saint Patrick would be.
. . .
I found him and 'e was driveng mhre reptiles away. "Darn vermin," says St. Patrick, "Blarney, what brengs you 'ere?"
"St. Patrick, you might want to sit down," I said.
. . .
I told St. Patrick everyt'eng. "Sounds like I missed a lot," says St. Patrick.
"Can you 'elp us," I asked.
"You don't need my 'elp," says St. Patrick, "everyt'eng will whrk itself out."
"What do you mean," I asked.
"Go and be with yooehr family," says St. Patrick, "fhr it has been far too long."
"But what about de Bans'ee," I asked.
"Let 'er fend 'er own family," says St. Patrick.
And with dat, I just walked away. Well, 'e's not goeng to 'elp me.
To Be Continued
In the next chapter, the Banshee gets to the gold.
