The American Inheritance 8.1.2 Yn Eiraght Americaanagh 8.1.2
That night, Ealee utters Yn oie shen, ta Ealee fockley'n
her anger and suspicion. corree as drogh-ourys eck.
Ealee: I was really livid at that Va mee jiarg-chorree ec y
swimming pool. loghan-snaue shen.
Juan: I know. But there's no need Ta fys aym. Agh cha lhiass dhyt
to be like that. ve myr shen.
Ealee: What are you saying? C'red t'ou gra?
Can I believe my ears? Noddym credjal ny cleayshyn aym?
She comes here and wastes T'ee çheet dys shoh as jummal
our time instead of doing what y traa ain syn ynnyd jeh jannoo ny
she ought to do. lhisagh ee jannoo.
Juan: All right, we'll make sure Mie dy liooar, neemayd shickyr
that she goes to the dy jean ee goll dys
Records Office tomorrow. Oik ny Recortyssyn mairagh.
Ealee: I'll pull her there with a rope! Nee'm tayrn ee dys shen lesh tead!
Anyway, how do we know she Ansherbee, kevys dooin dy nee
is Kirree Crennell? Kirree Crennell t'ayn?
Juan: Oh, don't say that! Ogh, n'abbyr un 'ockle!
Of course she's Kirree. Son shickyrys, she Kirree t'ayn.
Ealee: How do you know? Kevys dhyt?
Juan: She looks just like the T'ee jeeaghyn kiart goll rish y
photo they sent. caslys-soilshey hug ad.
Ealee: How do you know who sent it? Kevys dhyt quoi hug eh?
Juan: This is mad! Ta shoh gyn keeall!
I'm going to bed. Ta mish goll dy lhie.
Lying in bed, Juan is not sure As eh ny lhie, cha nel Juan shickyr
that it is Kirree Crennell. dy nee Kirree Crennell t'ayn.