So I gets him down a side way on a board walk where the attras were some less violent. At a little six by eight stall Tobin halts, with a more human look in his eye.
"''Tis here," says he, "I will be diverted. I''ll have the palm of me hand iigated by the wonderful palmist of the Nile, and e if what is to be will be."
Tobin was a believer in signs and the unnatural in nature. He possd illegal vis in his mind along the subjebsp;of blabsp;cats, lubsp;numbers, and the weather predis in the papers.
We went into the ented chi coop, whibsp;was fixed mysterious with red cloth and pictures of hands with lines crossing ''em like a railroad tre. The sign over the door says it is Madame Zozo the Egyptian Palmist. There was a fat woman inside in a red jumper with pothooks and beasties embroidered upon it. Tobin gives her ten ts and extends one of his hands. She lifts Tobin''s hand, whibsp;is own brother to the hoof of a drayhor, and examines it to e whether ''tis a stone in the frog or a cast shoe he has e for.
So I gets him down a side way on a board walk where the attras were some less violent. At a little six by eight stall Tobin halts, with a more human look in his eye.
"''Tis here," says he, "I will be diverted. I''ll have the palm of me hand iigated by the wonderful palmist of the Nile, and e if what is to be will be."
Tobin was a believer in signs and the unnatural in nature. He possd illegal vis in his mind along the subjebsp;of blabsp;cats, lubsp;numbers, and the weather predis in the papers.
We went into the ented chi coop, whibsp;was fixed mysterious with red cloth and pictures of hands with lines crossing ''em like a railroad tre. The sign over the door says it is Madame Zozo the Egyptian Palmist. There was a fat woman inside in a red jumper with pothooks and beasties embroidered upon it. Tobin gives her ten ts and extends one of his hands. She lifts Tobin''s hand, whibsp;is own brother to the hoof of a drayhor, and examines it to e whether ''tis a stone in the frog or a cast shoe he has e for.
"Man," says this Madame Zozo, "the line of your fate shows—"
"Tis not me foot at all," says Tobin, interrupting. "Sure, ''tis no beauty, but ye hold the palm of me hand."