Punchinello, Volume 2, No. 36, December 3, 1870
Chapter 3
O'Hara, Ulick, and the "Doctor," a rebel prisoner._
DOCTOR.--"I brought you here to show you O'MALLEY'S hiding-place. Now I've got you. The tide rose the moment we entered, and cut off your retreat; we'll all be drowned like rats in a hole. Hurroo." _[O'Malley descends into the vaults by an iron door.]_
O'MALLEY.--"Come up-stairs out of the wet. We'll have some whiskey." _[They come up.]_