Chapter

 1   III|              your honour."~ ~"Well, Mike, you are a fine young fellow.
 2   III|            Then stop where you are, Mike. What if I make a bigger
 3   III|           by their nicknames only - Mike, Andy, Larry, Fred, Ned,
 4   III|     remember."~ ~Half an hour later Mike was back again, dressed
 5   III|             a few moments, in fact, Mike had drunk good-fellowship
 6   III|             began to circulate, and Mike fell to singing a new drinking-song
 7   III|            before.~ ~Within an hour Mike had become a perfect hero
 8   III|            s nothing at all!" cried Mike Kis, accomplishing the feat
 9   III|        coughing, shook his fists at Mike during every brief respite
10   III|          room sighed, "Woe to thee, Mike Kis!" when they beheld him
11   III|          now come, and when at last Mike Kis let go his collar and
12   III|        dream.~ ~From that day forth Mike Kis became Master Jock's
13   III|           in his heart to part with Mike, so he took the lad along
14   III|          frivolity, nonchalance. To Mike, therefore, was attributed
15   III|           hail-fellow-well-met with Mike Kis; and here and there
16   III|    regarding the handsome figure of Mike, as he stood amongst a group
17   III|            was at all intimate with Mike. What a splendid joke it
18   III|            do you call this?" cried Mike as he entered the room,
19   III|            with tobacco.~ ~"Halloa! Mike my son!" said he with infinite
20   III|         Light it yourself!" replied Mike; "the flint and steel is
21   III|            And what then?" inquired Mike, without the slightest perturbation,
22   III|                 Excuse me," replied Mike Kis, deftly twisting his
23   VII| appreciation of the arrivals.~ ~"Is Mike Kis here?" continued Master
24   VII|           else is here?"~ ~"There's Mike Horhi. No sooner had he
25   VII|             shook his head at them. Mike Horhi devised every conceivable
26   VII|    Kutyfalvi presided, supported by Mike Kis. Nobody durst sit beside
27   VII|             Nobody durst sit beside Mike Horhi, as he was wont to
28   VII|            would he see a soul, and Mike Kis was the only person
29   VII|            domestics, and buffoons, Mike Kis, Martin the former Whitsun
30  VIII|               He had one favourite, Mike Kis, who was to be seen
31  XIII|            come, see, and conquer - Mike Kis, the Whitsun King!~ ~
32  XIII|            look after her!" replied Mike Kis, twirling his moustache.~ ~"
33  XIII|           Seize him, Fecske!" cried Mike Kis.~ ~And Fecske really
34  XIII|         with her. Flora, old Palko, Mike Kis, and Count Gregory vainly
35    XV|        Count Erdey, at another 'tis Mike Kis. It says, too, that
36    XV|          neighbouring villages with Mike Kis hundreds of times, and
37   XVI|          genial prince of buffoons, Mike Kis."~ ~Fanny toyed indifferently
38   XXI|              the parish priest, and Mike Kis. That worthy youth had
39   XXI|       seated - Rudolf on his right, Mike Kis on his left, the fiscal
40   XXI|             my child. The second is Mike Kis. He, also, was always