wirra, the weeks I lay on the sill of death's door,—the gray days, the black nights.
wirra, an' to think she'd look at a plain man like Doyle Grahame.
wirra, wirra, why did I ever let myself be persuaded at all?
"wirra, but that feller can't stop to take breath between his shooting," remarked Private Kelly.
I meant the girl you are interested in—no, it isn't that other—the girl that's interested in you—oh, wirra wisha!