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Well ! he spent money like sklates , and so he died miserable -- but had a merry birrel , as I said . '' `` But , '' inquired Nancy , `` did he ever appear to the rogue that chated him ? '' `` Every night in the year , Nancy , exceptin ' Sundays ; and what was more , the horse along with him -- for he used to come ridin ' at midnight upon the same garran ; and it was no matther what place or company the other ` ud be in , the ould Square would come reglarly , and crave him for what he owed him . '' `` So it appears that horses have sowls , '' observed M'Roarkin , philosophically , giving , at the same time , a cynical chuckle at the sarcasm contained in his own conceit . `` Whether they have sowls or bodies , '' replied the narrator , `` what I 'm tellin ' you is truth ; every night in the year the ould chap would come for what was indue him ; find as the two went along , the noise of the loose shoe upon the horse would be hard rattlin ' , and seen knockin ' the fire out of the stones , by the neighbors and the thief that chated him , even before the Square would appeal at all at all . '' `` Oh , wurrah ! ''