He looked up, and just fornent him there sat on his haunches a comely-looking greyhound.
‘God save you,’ said Paddy, every hair in his head standing up as straight as a sally twig.
‘Save you kindly,’ answered the greyhound—leaving out God, the beast, bekase he was the divil.
- W.B. Yeats (ed.), Irish Fairy Tales (1892) illustrated by Jack B. Yeats [full text]