Dubliners by James Joyce

Dublin The Sisters
An Encounter
After the Race
Two Gallants
The Boarding House
A Little Cloud
A Painful Case
Ivy Day in the Committee Room
A Mother
The Dead

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[The Sisters] [45] "Mr. Cotter here has just told us. He was passing by the house."
[The Sisters] [63] "How do you mean, Mr. Cotter?" asked my aunt.
[The Sisters] [73] now. Education is all very fine and large.... Mr. Cotter might take a
[The Sisters] [80] "But why do you think it's not good for children, Mr. Cotter?" she
[An Encounter] [493] get at three o'clock from Mr. Ryan.
[The Boarding House] [1824] Spring Gardens. But as soon as his father-in-law was dead Mr.
[The Boarding House] [1930] the matter out with Mr. Doran and then catch short twelve at
[The Boarding House] [1953] like the others. If it had been Mr. Sheridan or Mr. Meade or
[The Boarding House] [1968] Mr. Doran was very anxious indeed this Sunday morning. He had
[The Boarding House] [1982] heard in his excited imagination old Mr. Leonard calling out in his
[The Boarding House] [1983] rasping voice: "Send Mr. Doran here, please."
[The Boarding House] [2099] "Come down, dear. Mr. Doran wants to speak to you."
[A Little Cloud] [2231] phrases from the notice which his book would get. "Mr. Chandler
[A Little Cloud] [2527] happiness to Mr. and Mrs. Ignatius Gallaher."
[Counterparts] [2720] "Mr. Alleyne wants you upstairs."
[Counterparts] [2730] where a door bore a brass plate with the inscription Mr. Alleyne.
[Counterparts] [2736] The man entered Mr. Alleyne's room. Simultaneously Mr. Alleyne,
[Counterparts] [2740] Mr. Alleyne did not lose a moment:
[Counterparts] [2747] "But Mr. Shelley said, sir----"
[Counterparts] [2749] "Mr. Shelley said, sir .... Kindly attend to what I say and not to
[Counterparts] [2750] what Mr. Shelley says, sir. You have always some excuse or
[Counterparts] [2752] copied before this evening I'll lay the matter before Mr. Crosbie....
[Counterparts] [2765] Mr. Alleyne bent his head again upon his pile of papers. The man
[Counterparts] [2771] was passed and, if he could get the copy done in time, Mr. Alleyne
[Counterparts] [2773] fixedly at the head upon the pile of papers. Suddenly Mr. Alleyne
[Counterparts] [2787] the room, he heard Mr. Alleyne cry after him that if the contract
[Counterparts] [2788] was not copied by evening Mr. Crosbie would hear of the matter.
[Counterparts] [2800] "It's all right, Mr. Shelley," said the man, pointing with his finger
[Counterparts] [2829] "Mr. Alleyne has been calling for you," said the chief clerk
[Counterparts] [2839] in the Delacour case for Mr. Alleyne."
[Counterparts] [2848] and passed out of the office. He hoped Mr. Alleyne would not
[Counterparts] [2851] The moist pungent perfume lay all the way up to Mr. Alleyne's
[Counterparts] [2853] appearance. Mr. Alleyne was said to be sweet on her or on her
[Counterparts] [2857] great black feather in her hat. Mr. Alleyne had swivelled his chair
[Counterparts] [2860] respectfully but neither Mr. Alleyne nor Miss Delacour took any
[Counterparts] [2861] notice of his bow. Mr. Alleyne tapped a finger on the
[Counterparts] [2890] twice before he answered. Mr. Alleyne and Miss Delacour were
[Counterparts] [2892] anticipation of something. The man got up from his desk. Mr.
[Counterparts] [2901] "You--know--nothing. Of course you know nothing," said Mr.
[Counterparts] [2915] began to smile broadly. Mr. Alleyne flushed to the hue of a wild
[Counterparts] [2934] abject apology to Mr. Alleyne for his impertinence but he knew
[Counterparts] [2936] remember the way in which Mr. Alleyne had hounded little Peake
[Counterparts] [2939] with everyone else. Mr. Alleyne would never give him an hour's
[Counterparts] [2942] they had never pulled together from the first, he and Mr. Alleyne,
[Counterparts] [2943] ever since the day Mr. Alleyne had overheard him mimicking his
[Counterparts] [2996] which Mr. Alleyne shook his fist in Farrington's face. Then he
[A Painful Case] [3437] MR. JAMES DUFFY lived in Chapelizod because he wished to
[A Painful Case] [3466] Mr. Duffy abhorred anything which betokened physical or mental
[A Painful Case] [3537] their walks together. Mr. Duffy, however, had a distaste for
[A Painful Case] [3544] out giving music lessons Mr. Duffy had many opportunities of
[A Painful Case] [3590] Mr. Duffy was very much surprised. Her interpretation of his
[A Painful Case] [3604] Four years passed. Mr. Duffy returned to his even way of life. His
[A Painful Case] [3650] absence of Mr. Leverett) held an inquest on the body of Mrs.
[A Painful Case] [3687] Mr. H. B. Patterson Finlay, on behalf of the railway company,
[A Painful Case] [3720] Mr. Duffy raised his eyes from the paper and gazed out of his
[A Painful Case] [3754] with their heavy boots. Mr. Duffy sat on his stool and gazed at
[Ivy Day in the Committee Room] [3821] "That's better now, Mr. O'Connor."
[Ivy Day in the Committee Room] [3823] Mr. O'Connor, a grey-haired young man, whose face was
[Ivy Day in the Committee Room] [3830] "Did Mr. Tierney say when he'd be back?" he asked in a sky
[Ivy Day in the Committee Room] [3835] Mr. O'Connor put his cigarette into his mouth and began search his
[Ivy Day in the Committee Room] [3840] "Never mind, this'll do," said Mr. O'Connor.
[Ivy Day in the Committee Room] [3849] Mr. Richard J. Tierney, P.L.G., respectfully solicits the
[Ivy Day in the Committee Room] [3854] Mr. O'Connor had been engaged by Tierney's agent to canvass one
[Ivy Day in the Committee Room] [3861] Mr. O'Connor tore a strip off the card and, lighting it, lit his
[Ivy Day in the Committee Room] [3879] "That's what ruins children," said Mr. O'Connor.
[Ivy Day in the Committee Room] [3886] "What age is he?" said Mr. O'Connor.
[Ivy Day in the Committee Room] [3896] Mr. O'Connor shook his head in sympathy, and the old man fell
[Ivy Day in the Committee Room] [3906] "Is that you, Hynes?" asked Mr. O'Connor.
[Ivy Day in the Committee Room] [3908] "Yes. What are you doing in the dark?" said Mr. Hynes. advancing
[Ivy Day in the Committee Room] [3915] "Well, Mat," he said to Mr. O'Connor, "how goes it?"
[Ivy Day in the Committee Room] [3917] Mr. O'Connor shook his head. The old man left the hearth and
[Ivy Day in the Committee Room] [3925] Mr. Hynes leaned against the mantelpiece and asked:
[Ivy Day in the Committee Room] [3929] "Not yet," said Mr. O'Connor. "I hope to God he'll not leave us in
[Ivy Day in the Committee Room] [3932] Mr. Hynes laughed.
[Ivy Day in the Committee Room] [3936] "I hope he'll look smart about it if he means business," said Mr.
[Ivy Day in the Committee Room] [3939] "What do you think, Jack?" said Mr. Hynes satirically to the old
[Ivy Day in the Committee Room] [3946] "What other tinker?" said Mr. Hynes.
[Ivy Day in the Committee Room] [3955] Isn't that so, Mat?" said Mr. Hynes, addressing Mr. O'Connor.
[Ivy Day in the Committee Room] [3957] "I think you're right," said Mr. O'Connor.
[Ivy Day in the Committee Room] [3966] "The working-man," said Mr. Hynes, "gets all kicks and no
[Ivy Day in the Committee Room] [3978] "Our man won't vote for the address," said Mr. O'Connor. "He goes
[Ivy Day in the Committee Room] [3981] "Won't he?" said Mr. Hynes. "Wait till you see whether he will or
[Ivy Day in the Committee Room] [3984] "By God! perhaps you're right, Joe," said Mr. O'Connor. "Anyway,
[Ivy Day in the Committee Room] [3988] together. Mr. Hynes took off his hat, shook it and then turned
[Ivy Day in the Committee Room] [3995] "That's true," said Mr. O'Connor.
[Ivy Day in the Committee Room] [4007] "Sit down here, Mr. Henchy," said the old man, offering him his
[Ivy Day in the Committee Room] [4010] "O, don't stir, Jack, don't stir," said Mr. Henchy
[Ivy Day in the Committee Room] [4012] He nodded curtly to Mr. Hynes and sat down on the chair which
[Ivy Day in the Committee Room] [4015] "Did you serve Aungier Street?" he asked Mr. O'Connor.
[Ivy Day in the Committee Room] [4017] "Yes," said Mr. O'Connor, beginning to search his pockets for
[Ivy Day in the Committee Room] [4034] Mr. Henchy began to snuffle and to rub his hands over the fire at a
[Ivy Day in the Committee Room] [4042] "It's no go," said Mr. Henchy, shaking his head. "I asked the little
[Ivy Day in the Committee Room] [4043] shoeboy, but he said: 'Oh, now, Mr. Henchy, when I see work
[Ivy Day in the Committee Room] [4047] "What did I tell you, Mat?" said Mr. Hynes. "Tricky Dicky
[Ivy Day in the Committee Room] [4050] "0, he's as tricky as they make 'em," said Mr. Henchy. "He hasn't
[Ivy Day in the Committee Room] [4052] pay up like a man instead of: 'O, now, Mr. Henchy, I must speak to
[Ivy Day in the Committee Room] [4053] Mr. Fanning.... I've spent a lot of money'? Mean little schoolboy of
[Ivy Day in the Committee Room] [4057] "But is that a fact?" asked Mr. O'Connor.
[Ivy Day in the Committee Room] [4059] "God, yes," said Mr. Henchy. "Did you never hear that? And the
[Ivy Day in the Committee Room] [4068] "Thats a nice how-do-you-do," said Mr. O'Connor. "How does he
[Ivy Day in the Committee Room] [4071] "I can't help it," said Mr. Henchy. "I expect to find the bailiffs in
[Ivy Day in the Committee Room] [4074] Mr. Hynes laughed and, shoving himself away from the
[Ivy Day in the Committee Room] [4080] He went out of the room slowly. Neither Mr. Henchy nor the old
[Ivy Day in the Committee Room] [4081] man said anything, but, just as the door was closing, Mr. O'Connor,
[Ivy Day in the Committee Room] [4086] Mr. Henchy waited a few moments and then nodded in the
[Ivy Day in the Committee Room] [4092] "'Usha, poor Joe!" said Mr. O'Connor, throwing the end of his
[Ivy Day in the Committee Room] [4095] Mr. Henchy snuffled vigorously and spat so copiously that he
[Ivy Day in the Committee Room] [4103] "Ah, poor Joe is a decent skin," said Mr. O'Connor.
[Ivy Day in the Committee Room] [4105] "His father was a decent, respectable man," Mr. Henchy admitted.
[Ivy Day in the Committee Room] [4116] "I don't know," said Mr. O'Connor dubiously, as he took out
[Ivy Day in the Committee Room] [4122] me," said Mr. Henchy. "Do you know what my private and candid
[Ivy Day in the Committee Room] [4128] "O, but I know it for a fact," said Mr. Henchy. "They're Castle
[Ivy Day in the Committee Room] [4133] Mr. O'Connor nodded.
[Ivy Day in the Committee Room] [4142] "Come in!" said Mr. Henchy.
[Ivy Day in the Committee Room] [4156] "O Father Keon!" said Mr. Henchy, jumping up from his chair. "Is
[Ivy Day in the Committee Room] [4166] Mr. Fanning...."
[Ivy Day in the Committee Room] [4168] "He's round at the Black Eagle," said Mr. Henchy. "But won't you
[Ivy Day in the Committee Room] [4174] He retreated from the doorway and Mr. Henchy, seizing one of the
[Ivy Day in the Committee Room] [4187] Mr. Henchy returned with the candlestick and put it on the table.
[Ivy Day in the Committee Room] [4191] "Tell me, John," said Mr. O'Connor, lighting his cigarette with
[Ivy Day in the Committee Room] [4198] "Ask me an easier one," said Mr. Henchy.
[Ivy Day in the Committee Room] [4207] "And how does he knock it out?" asked Mr. O'Connor.
[Ivy Day in the Committee Room] [4213] "No," said Mr. Henchy, "I think he's travelling on his own
[Ivy Day in the Committee Room] [4217] "Is there any chance of a drink itself?" asked Mr. O'Connor.
[Ivy Day in the Committee Room] [4221] "I asked that little shoeboy three times," said Mr. Henchy, "would
[Ivy Day in the Committee Room] [4226] "Why didn't you remind him?" said Mr. O'Connor.
[Ivy Day in the Committee Room] [4230] little matter I was speaking to you about....' 'That'll be all right, Mr.
[Ivy Day in the Committee Room] [4234] "There's some deal on in that quarter," said Mr. O'Connor
[Ivy Day in the Committee Room] [4238] "I think I know the little game they're at," said Mr. Henchy. "You
[Ivy Day in the Committee Room] [4244] Mr. O'Connor laughed.
[Ivy Day in the Committee Room] [4248] "Driving out of the Mansion House," said Mr. Henchy, "in all my
[Ivy Day in the Committee Room] [4257] "Faith, Mr. Henchy," said the old man, "you'd keep up better style
[Ivy Day in the Committee Room] [4264] "What?" said Mr. Henchy and Mr. O'Connor.
[Ivy Day in the Committee Room] [4288] "Won't you let us drink them first?" said Mr. Henchy.
[Ivy Day in the Committee Room] [4294] "Here, boy!" said Mr. Henchy, "will you run over to O'Farrell's and
[Ivy Day in the Committee Room] [4295] ask him to lend us a corkscrew--for Mr. Henchy, say. Tell him we
[Ivy Day in the Committee Room] [4298] The boy went out and Mr. Henchy began to rub his hands
[Ivy Day in the Committee Room] [4306] "O, don't let that trouble you, Jack," said Mr. Henchy. "Many's the
[Ivy Day in the Committee Room] [4309] "Anyway, it's better than nothing," said Mr. O'Connor.
[Ivy Day in the Committee Room] [4311] "He's not a bad sort," said Mr. Henchy, "only Fanning has such a
[Ivy Day in the Committee Room] [4315] bottles and was handing back the corkscrew when Mr. Henchy said
[Ivy Day in the Committee Room] [4330] "Here's my best respects, sir, to Mr. Henchy," drank the contents,
[Ivy Day in the Committee Room] [4337] "The thin edge of the wedge," said Mr. Henchy.
[Ivy Day in the Committee Room] [4344] "Well, I did a good day's work today," said Mr. Henchy, after a
[Ivy Day in the Committee Room] [4363] "Hello, Crofton!" said Mr. Henchy to the fat man. "Talk of the
[Ivy Day in the Committee Room] [4369] "O, of course, Lyons spots the drink first thing!" said Mr.
[Ivy Day in the Committee Room] [4372] "Is that the way you chaps canvass," said Mr. Lyons, "and Crofton
[Ivy Day in the Committee Room] [4375] "Why, blast your soul," said Mr. Henchy, "I'd get more votes in
[Ivy Day in the Committee Room] [4378] "Open two bottles of stout, Jack," said Mr. O'Connor.
[Ivy Day in the Committee Room] [4382] "Wait now, wait now!" said Mr. Henchy, getting up quickly. "Did
[Ivy Day in the Committee Room] [4387] another drink from his bottle. Mr. Lyons sat on the edge of the
[Ivy Day in the Committee Room] [4393] "This, lad," said Mr. Henchy.
[Ivy Day in the Committee Room] [4395] Mr. Crofton sat down on a box and looked fixedly at the other
[Ivy Day in the Committee Room] [4402] been engaged to work for Mr. Tiemey.
[Ivy Day in the Committee Room] [4405] out of Mr. Lyons' bottle. Mr. Lyons jumped off the table, went to
[Ivy Day in the Committee Room] [4408] "I was just telling them, Crofton," said Mr. Henchy, that we got a
[Ivy Day in the Committee Room] [4411] "Who did you get?" asked Mr. Lyons.
[Ivy Day in the Committee Room] [4424] "And what about the address to the King?" said Mr. Lyons, after
[Ivy Day in the Committee Room] [4427] "Listen to me," said Mr. Henchy. "What we want in thus country,
[Ivy Day in the Committee Room] [4435] "But look here, John," said Mr. O'Connor. "Why should we
[Ivy Day in the Committee Room] [4438] "Parnell," said Mr. Henchy, "is dead. Now, here's the way I look at
[Ivy Day in the Committee Room] [4447] Mr. Crofton nodded his head.
[Ivy Day in the Committee Room] [4449] "But after all now," said Mr. Lyons argumentatively, "King
[Ivy Day in the Committee Room] [4452] "Let bygones be bygones," said Mr. Henchy. "I admire the man
[Ivy Day in the Committee Room] [4457] "That's all very fine," said Mr. Lyons. "But look at the case of
[Ivy Day in the Committee Room] [4460] "In the name of God," said Mr. Henchy, "where's the analogy
[Ivy Day in the Committee Room] [4463] "What I mean," said Mr. Lyons, "is we have our ideals. Why, now,
[Ivy Day in the Committee Room] [4468] "This is Parnell's anniversary," said Mr. O'Connor, "and don't let us
[Ivy Day in the Committee Room] [4470] gone--even the Conservatives," he added, turning to Mr. Crofton.
[Ivy Day in the Committee Room] [4472] Pok! The tardy cork flew out of Mr. Crofton's bottle. Mr. Crofton
[Ivy Day in the Committee Room] [4478] "Right you are, Crofton!" said Mr. Henchy fiercely. "He was the
[Ivy Day in the Committee Room] [4481] Come in!" he called out, catching sight of Mr. Hynes in the
[Ivy Day in the Committee Room] [4484] Mr. Hynes came in slowly.
[Ivy Day in the Committee Room] [4486] "Open another bottle of stout, Jack," said Mr. Henchy. "O, I forgot
[Ivy Day in the Committee Room] [4493] "Sit down, Joe," said Mr. O'Connor, "we're just talking about the
[Ivy Day in the Committee Room] [4496] "Ay, ay!" said Mr. Henchy.
[Ivy Day in the Committee Room] [4498] Mr. Hynes sat on the side of the table near Mr. Lyons but said
[Ivy Day in the Committee Room] [4501] "There's one of them, anyhow," said Mr. Henchy, "that didn't
[Ivy Day in the Committee Room] [4505] "0, Joe," said Mr. O'Connor suddenly. "Give us that thing you
[Ivy Day in the Committee Room] [4508] "0, ay!" said Mr. Henchy. "Give us that. Did you ever hear that.
[Ivy Day in the Committee Room] [4511] "Go on," said Mr. O'Connor. "Fire away, Joe."
[Ivy Day in the Committee Room] [4513] Mr. Hynes did not seem to remember at once the piece to which
[Ivy Day in the Committee Room] [4518] "Out with it, man!" said Mr. O'Connor.
[Ivy Day in the Committee Room] [4520] "'Sh, 'sh," said Mr. Henchy. "Now, Joe!"
[Ivy Day in the Committee Room] [4522] Mr. Hynes hesitated a little longer. Then amid the silence he took
[Ivy Day in the Committee Room] [4581] Mr. Hynes sat down again on the table. When he had finished his
[Ivy Day in the Committee Room] [4583] Mr. Lyons clapped. The applause continued for a little time. When
[Ivy Day in the Committee Room] [4586] Pok! The cork flew out of Mr. Hynes' bottle, but Mr. Hynes
[Ivy Day in the Committee Room] [4590] "Good man, Joe!" said Mr. O'Connor, taking out his cigarette
[Ivy Day in the Committee Room] [4593] "What do you think of that, Crofton?" cried Mr. Henchy. "Isn't that
[A Mother] [4600] MR HOLOHAN, assistant secretary of the Eire Abu Society, had
[A Mother] [4620] marrying Mr. Kearney, who was a bootmaker on Ormond Quay.
[A Mother] [4648] Irish picture postcards. On special Sundays, when Mr. Kearney
[A Mother] [4659] Therefore she was not surprised when one day Mr. Holohan came
[A Mother] [4669] As Mr. Holohan was a novice in such delicate matters as the
[A Mother] [4673] knew that the first tenor would not like to come on after Mr.
[A Mother] [4675] slipped the doubtful items in between the old favourites. Mr.
[A Mother] [4680] "Now, help yourself, Mr. Holohan!"
[A Mother] [4706] secretary of the Society, Mr. Fitzpatrick. She smiled and shook his
[A Mother] [4711] pulp. He seemed to bear disappointments lightly. Mr. Holohan
[A Mother] [4716] the hall began to express their desire to be entertained. Mr.
[A Mother] [4727] When she had an opportunity, she called Mr. Holohan aside and
[A Mother] [4728] asked him to tell her what it meant. Mr. Holohan did not know
[A Mother] [4735] Mr. Holohan admitted that the artistes were no good but the
[A Mother] [4742] the look of things and Mr. Fitzpatrick's vacant smile irritated her
[A Mother] [4750] dress rehearsal. Mr. Fitzpatrick seemed to enjoy himself; he was
[A Mother] [4758] out Mr. Holohan. She buttonholed him as he was limping out
[A Mother] [4765] Mr. Holohan seemed to be in a hurry; he advised her to speak to
[A Mother] [4766] Mr. Fitzpatrick. Mrs. Kearney was now beginning to be alarmed.
[A Mother] [4767] She called Mr. Fitzpatrick away from his screen and told him that
[A Mother] [4771] or not. Mr. Fitzpatrick, who did not catch the point at issue very
[A Mother] [4801] went all over the building looking for Mr. Holohan or Mr.
[A Mother] [4823] already come. The bass, Mr. Duggan, was a slender young man
[A Mother] [4835] never drank anything stronger than milk for his voice's sake. Mr.
[A Mother] [4842] he saw Mr. Duggan he went over to him and asked:
[A Mother] [4846] "Yes," said Mr. Duggan.
[A Mother] [4848] Mr. Bell laughed at his fellow-sufferer, held out his hand and said:
[A Mother] [4866] Miss Healy had to smile. Mr. Holohan limped into the
[A Mother] [4868] who was the unknown woman. Mr. Holohan said that she was
[A Mother] [4880] while she strove to be polite, her eyes followed Mr. Holohan in his
[A Mother] [4884] "Mr. Holohan, I want to speak to you for a moment," she said.
[A Mother] [4887] asked him when was her daughter going to be paid. Mr. Holohan
[A Mother] [4888] said that Mr. Fitzpatrick had charge of that. Mrs. Kearney said that
[A Mother] [4889] she didn't know anything about Mr. Fitzpatrick. Her daughter had
[A Mother] [4891] Mr. Holohan said that it wasn't his business.
[A Mother] [4897] "You'd better speak to Mr. Fitzpatrick," said Mr. Holohan
[A Mother] [4900] "I don't know anything about Mr. Fitzpatrick," repeated Mrs.
[A Mother] [4907] Miss Healy and the baritone. They were the Freeman man and Mr.
[A Mother] [4926] "O'Madden Burke will write the notice," he explained to Mr.
[A Mother] [4929] "Thank you very much, Mr. Hendrick," said Mr. Holohan. you'll
[A Mother] [4933] "I don't mind," said Mr. Hendrick.
[A Mother] [4938] gentlemen was Mr. O'Madden Burke, who had found out the room
[A Mother] [4945] While Mr. Holohan was entertaining the Freeman man Mrs.
[A Mother] [4948] dressing-room had become strained. Mr. Bell, the first item, stood
[A Mother] [4950] something was wrong. Mr. Kearney looked straight before him,
[A Mother] [4955] Mr. Bell's nerves were greatly agitated because he was afraid the
[A Mother] [4958] Mr. Holohan and Mr. O'Madden Burke came into the room In a
[A Mother] [4959] moment Mr. Holohan perceived the hush. He went over to Mrs.
[A Mother] [4961] the noise in the hall grew louder. Mr. Holohan became very red
[A Mother] [4967] Mr. Holohan pointed desperately towards the hall where the
[A Mother] [4968] audience was clapping and stamping. He appealed to Mr Kearney
[A Mother] [4969] and to Kathleen. But Mr. Kearney continued to stroke his beard
[A Mother] [4975] After a swift struggle of tongues Mr. Holohan hobbled out in haste.
[A Mother] [4988] The noise in the auditorium had risen to a clamour when Mr.
[A Mother] [4989] Fitzpatrick burst into the room, followed by Mr. Holohan who was
[A Mother] [4991] whistling. Mr. Fitzpatrick held a few banknotes in his hand. He
[A Mother] [4997] But Kathleen gathered in her skirt and said: "Now. Mr. Bell," to
[A Mother] [5016] corner were Mr. Holohan, Mr. Fitzpatrick, Miss Beirne, two of the
[A Mother] [5017] stewards, the baritone, the bass, and Mr. O'Madden Burke. Mr.
[A Mother] [5027] "I agree with Miss Beirne," said Mr. O'Madden Burke. "Pay her
[A Mother] [5031] Mr. Bell, Miss Healy and the young lady who had to recite the
[A Mother] [5049] As soon as the first part was ended Mr. Fitzpatrick and Mr.
[A Mother] [5060] "I'm surprised at you, Mrs. Kearney," said Mr. Holohan. "I never
[A Mother] [5070] You might have some sense of decency," said Mr. Holohan.
[A Mother] [5080] "I thought you were a lady," said Mr. Holohan, walking away from
[A Mother] [5099] she stopped and glared into Mr. Holohan's face.
[A Mother] [5103] "But I'm done with you," said Mr. Holohan.
[A Mother] [5105] Kathleen followed her mother meekly. Mr. Holohan began to pace
[A Mother] [5111] You did the proper thing, Holohan," said Mr. O'Madden Burke,
[Grace] [5208] "All right, Mr. Power!"
[Grace] [5210] "Come now, Tom," said Mr. Power, taking his friend by the arm.
[Grace] [5216] "How did you get yourself into this mess?" asked Mr. Power.
[Grace] [5235] When they came out into Grafton Street, Mr. Power whistled for
[Grace] [5245] They shook hands. Mr. Kernan was hoisted on to the car and,
[Grace] [5246] while Mr. Power was giving directions to the carman, he expressed
[Grace] [5254] hit them, blowing from the mouth of the river. Mr. Kernan was
[Grace] [5262] The other leaned over the well of the car and peered into Mr.
[Grace] [5265] which Mr. Kernan opened obediently. The swaying movement of
[Grace] [5271] "That's ugly," said Mr. Power.
[Grace] [5273] "Sha, 's nothing," said Mr. Kernan, closing his mouth and pulling
[Grace] [5276] Mr. Kernan was a commercial traveller of the old school which
[Grace] [5288] full of a black liquid. From these bowls Mr. Kernan tasted tea. He
[Grace] [5292] Mr. Power, a much younger man, was employed in the Royal Irish
[Grace] [5294] intersected the arc of his friend's decline, but Mr. Kernan's decline
[Grace] [5297] character. Mr. Power was one of these friends. His inexplicable
[Grace] [5300] The car halted before a small house on the Glasnevin road and Mr.
[Grace] [5302] Mr. Power sat downstairs in the kitchen asking the children where
[Grace] [5313] Mr. Power was careful to explain to her that he was not
[Grace] [5315] Mrs. Kernan, remembering Mr. Power's good offices during
[Grace] [5319] "O, you needn't tell me that, Mr. Power. I know you're a friend of
[Grace] [5325] Mr. Power shook his head but said nothing.
[Grace] [5331] Mr. Power stood up.
[Grace] [5336] "O, now, Mrs. Kernan," said Mr. Power, "we'll make him turn over
[Grace] [5345] "Not at all," said Mr. Power.
[Grace] [5363] with her husband by waltzing with him to Mr. Power's
[Grace] [5364] accompaniment. In her days of courtship, Mr. Kernan had seemed
[Grace] [5381] Mr. Kernan sent a letter to his office next day and remained in bed.
[Grace] [5392] odour, and gave them chairs at the fire. Mr. Kernan's tongue, the
[Grace] [5401] his friends, Mr. Cunningham, Mr. M'Coy and Mr. Power had
[Grace] [5402] disclosed to Mrs. Kernan in the parlour. The idea been Mr.
[Grace] [5403] Power's, but its development was entrusted to Mr. Cunningham.
[Grace] [5404] Mr. Kernan came of Protestant stock and, though he had been
[Grace] [5409] Mr. Cunningham was the very man for such a case. He was an
[Grace] [5410] elder colleague of Mr. Power. His own domestic life was very
[Grace] [5426] "I leave it all in your hands, Mr. Cunningham."
[Grace] [5433] told the gentlemen that Mr. Kernan's tongue would not suffer by
[Grace] [5434] being shortened. However, Mr. Cunningham was a capable man;
[Grace] [5442] The gentlemen began to talk of the accident. Mr. Cunningham said
[Grace] [5450] "God forbid," said Mr. Cunningham.
[Grace] [5452] "It doesn't pain you now?" asked Mr. M'Coy.
[Grace] [5454] Mr. M'Coy had been at one time a tenor of some reputation. His
[Grace] [5463] Coroner. His new office made him professionally interested in Mr.
[Grace] [5466] "Pain? Not much," answered Mr. Kernan. "But it's so sickening. I
[Grace] [5469] "That's the boose," said Mr. Cunningham firmly.
[Grace] [5471] "No," said Mr. Kernan. "I think I caught cold on the car. There's
[Grace] [5474] "Mucus." said Mr. M'Coy.
[Grace] [5478] "Yes, yes," said Mr. M'Coy, "that's the thorax."
[Grace] [5480] He looked at Mr. Cunningham and Mr. Power at the same time
[Grace] [5481] with an air of challenge. Mr. Cunningham nodded his head rapidly
[Grace] [5482] and Mr. Power said:
[Grace] [5488] Mr. Power waved his hand.
[Grace] [5492] "Who were you with?" asked Mr. Cunningham.
[Grace] [5501] "Hm," said Mr. Cunningham.
[Grace] [5503] When Mr. Cunningham made that remark, people were silent. It
[Grace] [5505] this case the monosyllable had a moral intention. Mr. Harford
[Grace] [5513] the partner of a very fat, short gentleman, Mr. Goldberg, in the
[Grace] [5521] "I wonder where did he go to," said Mr. Kernan.
[Grace] [5524] his friends to think there had been some mistake, that Mr. Harford
[Grace] [5526] Mr. Harford's manners in drinking were silent. Mr. Power said
[Grace] [5531] Mr. Kernan changed the subject at once.
[Grace] [5536] "O, only for him," said Mr. Power, "it might have been a case of
[Grace] [5539] "Yes, yes," said Mr. Kernan, trying to remember. "I remember now
[Grace] [5543] "It happened that you were peloothered, Tom," said Mr.
[Grace] [5546] "True bill," said Mr. Kernan, equally gravely.
[Grace] [5548] "I suppose you squared the constable, Jack," said Mr. M'Coy.
[Grace] [5550] Mr. Power did not relish the use of his Christian name. He was not
[Grace] [5551] straight-laced, but he could not forget that Mr. M'Coy had recently
[Grace] [5556] therefore, as if Mr. Kernan had asked it.
[Grace] [5558] The narrative made Mr. Kernan indignant. He was keenly
[Grace] [5566] Mr. Cunningham laughed. He was a Castle official only during
[Grace] [5576] Everyone laughed. Mr. M'Coy, who wanted to enter the
[Grace] [5578] story. Mr. Cunningham said:
[Grace] [5593] Everyone laughed again: but Mr. Kernan was somewhat indignant
[Grace] [5599] Mr. Cunningham gave a qualified assent.
[Grace] [5604] "O yes, you get some good ones, I admit," said Mr. Kernan,
[Grace] [5607] "It's better to have nothing to say to them," said Mr. M'Coy. "That's
[Grace] [5615] Mr. Power stood up to officiate, offering her his chair. She
[Grace] [5617] exchanged a nod with Mr. Cunningham behind Mr. Power's back,
[Grace] [5632] the table and paused. Then Mr. Cunningham turned towards Mr.
[Grace] [5637] "Thursday, yes," said Mr. Power.
[Grace] [5639] "Righto!" said Mr. Cunningham promptly.
[Grace] [5641] "We can meet in M'Auley's," said Mr. M'Coy. "That'll be the most
[Grace] [5644] "But we mustn't be late," said Mr. Power earnestly, "because it is
[Grace] [5647] "We can meet at half-seven," said Mr. M'Coy.
[Grace] [5649] "Righto!" said Mr. Cunningham.
[Grace] [5653] There was a short silence. Mr. Kernan waited to see whether he
[Grace] [5658] "O, it's nothing," said Mr. Cunningham. "It's only a little matter
[Grace] [5661] "The opera, is it?" said Mr. Kernan.
[Grace] [5663] "No, no," said Mr. Cunningham in an evasive tone, "it's just a
[Grace] [5666] "0," said Mr. Kernan.
[Grace] [5668] There was silence again. Then Mr. Power said, point blank:
[Grace] [5672] "Yes, that's it," said Mr. Cunningham, "Jack and I and M'Coy here
[Grace] [5680] charity and turning to Mr. Power. "Own up now!"
[Grace] [5682] "I own up," said Mr. Power.
[Grace] [5684] "And I own up," said Mr. M'Coy.
[Grace] [5686] "So we're going to wash the pot together," said Mr. Cunningham.
[Grace] [5694] "Good idea," said Mr. Power. "The four of us together."
[Grace] [5696] Mr. Kernan was silent. The proposal conveyed very little meaning
[Grace] [5706] "They're the grandest order in the Church, Tom," said Mr.
[Grace] [5710] "There's no mistake about it," said Mr. M'Coy, "if you want a thing
[Grace] [5714] "The Jesuits are a fine body of men," said Mr. Power.
[Grace] [5716] "It's a curious thing," said Mr. Cunningham, "about the Jesuit
[Grace] [5721] "Is that so?" asked Mr. M'Coy.
[Grace] [5723] "That's a fact," said Mr. Cunningham. "That's history."
[Grace] [5725] "Look at their church, too," said Mr. Power. "Look at the
[Grace] [5728] "The Jesuits cater for the upper classes," said Mr. M'Coy.
[Grace] [5730] "Of course," said Mr. Power.
[Grace] [5732] "Yes," said Mr. Kernan. "That's why I have a feeling for them. It's
[Grace] [5735] "They're all good men," said Mr. Cunningham, "each in his own
[Grace] [5738] "O yes," said Mr. Power.
[Grace] [5740] "Not like some of the other priesthoods on the continent," said Mr.
[Grace] [5743] "Perhaps you're right," said Mr. Kernan, relenting.
[Grace] [5745] "Of course I'm right," said Mr. Cunningham. "I haven't been in the
[Grace] [5749] The gentlemen drank again, one following another's example. Mr.
[Grace] [5751] impressed. He had a high opinion of Mr. Cunningham as a judge
[Grace] [5754] "O, it's just a retreat, you know," said Mr. Cunningham. "Father
[Grace] [5757] "He won't be too hard on us, Tom," said Mr. Power persuasively.
[Grace] [5761] "O, you must know him, Tom," said Mr. Cunningham stoutly.
[Grace] [5773] Mr. Kernan deliberated. Mr. M'Coy said:
[Grace] [5777] "O, Father Tom Burke," said Mr. Cunningham, "that was a born
[Grace] [5783] "And yet they say he wasn't much of a theologian," said Mr
[Grace] [5786] "Is that so?" said Mr. M'Coy.
[Grace] [5791] "Ah!... he was a splendid man," said Mr. M'Coy.
[Grace] [5793] "I heard him once," Mr. Kernan continued. "I forget the subject of
[Grace] [5797] "The body," said Mr. Cunningham.
[Grace] [5805] "But he's an Orangeman, Crofton, isn't he?" said Mr. Power.
[Grace] [5807] "'Course he is," said Mr. Kernan, "and a damned decent
[Grace] [5813] "There's a good deal in that," said Mr. Power. "There used always
[Grace] [5817] "There's not much difference between us," said Mr. M'Coy.
[Grace] [5826] "But, of course," said Mr. Cunningham quietly and effectively,
[Grace] [5829] "Not a doubt of it," said Mr. Kernan warmly.
[Grace] [5837] "Mr. Fogarty."
[Grace] [5843] pleasantly astonished eyes. Mr. Fogarty was a modest grocer. He
[Grace] [5852] Mr. Fogarty brought a gift with him, a half-pint of special whisky.
[Grace] [5853] He inquired politely for Mr. Kernan, placed his gift on the table
[Grace] [5854] and sat down with the company on equal terms. Mr. Kernan
[Grace] [5856] a small account for groceries unsettled between him and Mr.
[Grace] [5861] Mr. Power again officiated. Glasses were rinsed and five small
[Grace] [5863] enlivened the conversation. Mr. Fogarty, sitting on a small area of
[Grace] [5866] "Pope Leo XIII," said Mr. Cunningham, "was one of the lights of
[Grace] [5871] said Mr. Power. "I mean, apart from his being Pope."
[Grace] [5873] "So he was," said Mr. Cunningham, "if not the most so. His motto,
[Grace] [5876] "No, no," said Mr. Fogarty eagerly. "I think you're wrong there. It
[Grace] [5879] "O yes," said Mr. M'Coy, "Tenebrae."
[Grace] [5881] "Allow me," said Mr. Cunningham positively, "it was Lux upon
[Grace] [5886] The inference was allowed. Mr. Cunningham continued.
[Grace] [5890] "He had a strong face," said Mr. Kernan.
[Grace] [5892] "Yes," said Mr. Cunningham. "He wrote Latin poetry."
[Grace] [5894] "Is that so?" said Mr. Fogarty.
[Grace] [5896] Mr. M'Coy tasted his whisky contentedly and shook his head with
[Grace] [5901] "We didn't learn that, Tom," said Mr. Power, following Mr.
[Grace] [5905] with a sod of turf under his oxter," said Mr. Kernan sententiously.
[Grace] [5909] "Quite right," said Mr. Power.
[Grace] [5911] "No superfluities," said Mr. Fogarty.
[Grace] [5915] "I remember reading," said Mr. Cunningham, "that one of Pope
[Grace] [5919] "On the photograph!" exclaimed Mr. Kernan.
[Grace] [5921] "Yes," said Mr. Cunningham.
[Grace] [5925] "Well, you know," said Mr. M'Coy, "isn't the photograph
[Grace] [5928] "O, of course," said Mr. Power, "great minds can see things."
[Grace] [5930] "As the poet says: Great minds are very near to madness," said Mr.
[Grace] [5933] Mr. Kernan seemed to be troubled in mind. He made an effort to
[Grace] [5935] addressed Mr. Cunningham.
[Grace] [5941] There was a silence. Mr. Cunningham said
[Grace] [5948] "That is," said Mr. Kernan.
[Grace] [5950] "Yes, because when the Pope speaks ex cathedra," Mr. Fogarty
[Grace] [5953] "Yes," said Mr. Cunningham.
[Grace] [5958] Mr. Fogarty interrupted. He took up the bottle and helped the
[Grace] [5959] others to a little more. Mr. M'Coy, seeing that there was not
[Grace] [5964] "What's that you were saying, Tom?" asked Mr. M'Coy.
[Grace] [5966] "Papal infallibility," said Mr. Cunningham, "that was the greatest
[Grace] [5969] "How was that, Martin?" asked Mr. Power.
[Grace] [5971] Mr. Cunningham held up two thick fingers.
[Grace] [5978] "Ha!" said Mr. M'Coy.
[Grace] [5983] "Dowling was no German, and that's a sure five," said Mr. Power,
[Grace] [5989] "What?" cried Mr. Kernan. "Is it John of Tuam?"
[Grace] [5991] "Are you sure of that now?" asked Mr. Fogarty dubiously. "I
[Grace] [5994] "John of Tuam," repeated Mr. Cunningham, "was the man."
[Grace] [6006] "I believe!" said Mr. Fogarty.
[Grace] [6008] "Credo!" said Mr. Cunningham "That showed the faith he had. He
[Grace] [6011] "And what about Dowling?" asked Mr. M'Coy.
[Grace] [6015] Mr. Cunningham's words had built up the vast image of the church
[Grace] [6022] "I once saw John MacHale," said Mr. Kernan, "and I'll never forget
[Grace] [6036] Mr. Kernan knitted his brows and, lowering his head like an angry
[Grace] [6043] "None of the Grays was any good," said Mr. Power.
[Grace] [6045] There was a pause again. Mr. Power turned to Mrs. Kernan and
[Grace] [6056] "I don't mind," said Mr. Kernan, smiling a little nervously.
[Grace] [6063] Mr. Kernan's expression changed.
[Grace] [6068] Mr. Cunningham intervened promptly.
[Grace] [6073] "Get behind me, Satan!" said Mr. Fogarty, laughing and looking at
[Grace] [6076] Mr. Power said nothing. He felt completely out-generalled. But a
[Grace] [6079] "All we have to do," said Mr. Cunningham, "is to stand up with
[Grace] [6082] "O, don't forget the candle, Tom," said Mr. M'Coy, "whatever you
[Grace] [6085] "What?" said Mr. Kernan. "Must I have a candle?"
[Grace] [6087] "O yes," said Mr. Cunningham.
[Grace] [6089] "No, damn it all," said Mr. Kernan sensibly, "I draw the line there.
[Grace] [6098] "I bar the candles," said Mr. Kernan, conscious of having created
[Grace] [6106] "No candles!" repeated Mr. Kernan obdurately. "That's off!"
[Grace] [6126] In one of the benches near the pulpit sat Mr. Cunningham and Mr.
[Grace] [6127] Kernan. In the bench behind sat Mr. M'Coy alone: and in the bench
[Grace] [6128] behind him sat Mr. Power and Mr. Fogarty. Mr. M'Coy had tried
[Grace] [6134] stimulus. In a whisper, Mr. Cunningham drew Mr. Kernan's
[Grace] [6135] attention to Mr. Harford, the moneylender, who sat some distance
[Grace] [6136] off, and to Mr. Fanning, the registration agent and mayor maker of
[Grace] [6141] office. Farther in front sat Mr. Hendrick, the chief reporter of The
[Grace] [6142] Freeman's Journal, and poor O'Carroll, an old friend of Mr.
[Grace] [6144] figure. Gradually, as he recognised familiar faces, Mr. Kernan
[Grace] [6153] handkerchiefs and knelt upon them with care. Mr. Kernan
[Grace] [6161] settled again on its benches. Mr. Kernan restored his hat to its
[The Dead] [6237] upper part of which they had rented from Mr. Fulham, the
[The Dead] [6267] "O, Mr. Conroy," said Lily to Gabriel when she opened the door
[The Dead] [6294] "Is it snowing again, Mr. Conroy?" asked Lily.
[The Dead] [6501] "Julia," said Aunt Kate summarily, "and here's Mr. Browne and
[The Dead] [6505] "I'm the man for the ladies," said Mr. Browne, pursing his lips until
[The Dead] [6519] Mr. Browne led his charges thither and invited them all, in jest, to
[The Dead] [6534] "O, now, Mr. Browne, I'm sure the doctor never ordered anything
[The Dead] [6537] Mr. Browne took another sip of his whisky and said, with sidling
[The Dead] [6548] name of the pretty waltz she had played; and Mr. Browne, seeing
[The Dead] [6561] "O, here's Mr. Bergin and Mr. Kerrigan," said Mary Jane. "Mr.
[The Dead] [6563] partner, Mr. Bergin. O, that'll just do now."
[The Dead] [6575] "But I've a nice partner for you, Mr. Bartell D'Arcy, the tenor. I'll
[The Dead] [6609] voice and then, seeing that Mr. Browne was grinning at him from
[The Dead] [6624] Before leaving the room with Gabriel she signalled to Mr. Browne
[The Dead] [6625] by frowning and shaking her forefinger in warning to and fro. Mr.
[The Dead] [6633] offer aside impatiently but Mr. Browne, having first called Freddy
[The Dead] [6637] mechanical readjustment of his dress. Mr. Browne, whose face
[The Dead] [6755] "O, Mr. Conroy, will you come for an excursion to the Aran Isles
[The Dead] [6757] splendid out in the Atlantic. You ought to come. Mr. Clancy is
[The Dead] [6758] coming, and Mr. Kilkelly and Kathleen Kearney. It would be
[The Dead] [6861] "Something like that. I'm trying to get that Mr. D'Arcy to sing. He's
[The Dead] [6920] A murmur in the room attracted his attention. Mr. Browne was
[The Dead] [6953] compliments as she released her hand from his grasp. Mr. Browne
[The Dead] [6967] "Neither did I," said Mr. Browne. "I think her voice has greatly
[The Dead] [7003] "Now, Aunt Kate, you're giving scandal to Mr. Browne who is of
[The Dead] [7006] Aunt Kate turned to Mr. Browne, who was grinning at this allusion
[The Dead] [7018] "And when we are thirsty we are also quarrelsome," added Mr.
[The Dead] [7114] "O, anything at all, Mr. Conroy."
[The Dead] [7134] and giving each other unheeded orders. Mr. Browne begged of
[The Dead] [7155] Mr. Bartell D'Arcy, the tenor, a dark- complexioned young man
[The Dead] [7162] "Have you heard him?" he asked Mr. Bartell D'Arcy across the
[The Dead] [7165] "No," answered Mr. Bartell D'Arcy carelessly.
[The Dead] [7170] "It takes Teddy to find out the really good things," said Mr.
[The Dead] [7179] of poor Georgina Burns. Mr. Browne could go back farther still, to
[The Dead] [7194] "Oh, well," said Mr. Bartell D'Arcy, "I presume there are as good
[The Dead] [7197] "Where are they?" asked Mr. Browne defiantly.
[The Dead] [7199] "In London, Paris, Milan," said Mr. Bartell D'Arcy warmly. "I
[The Dead] [7203] "Maybe so," said Mr. Browne. "But I may tell you I doubt it
[The Dead] [7212] "Who was he, Miss Morkan?" asked Mr. Bartell D'Arcy politely.
[The Dead] [7218] "Strange," said Mr. Bartell D'Arcy. "I never even heard of him."
[The Dead] [7220] "Yes, yes, Miss Morkan is right," said Mr. Browne. "I remember
[The Dead] [7235] "Well, I hope, Miss Morkan," said Mr. Browne, "that I'm brown
[The Dead] [7249] "And do you mean to say," asked Mr. Browne incredulously, "that
[The Dead] [7257] "I wish we had an institution like that in our Church," said Mr.
[The Dead] [7266] "Yes, but why?" asked Mr. Browne.
[The Dead] [7268] Aunt Kate repeated that it was the rule, that was all. Mr. Browne
[The Dead] [7272] was not very clear for Mr. Browne grinned and said:
[The Dead] [7287] Julia invited all the guests to have either port or sherry. At first Mr.
[The Dead] [7318] "No, no!" said Mr. Browne.
[The Dead] [7373] "Hear, hear!" said Mr. Browne loudly.
[The Dead] [7430] three seated ladies, sang in unison, with Mr. Browne as leader:
[The Dead] [7484] At that moment the hall-door was opened and Mr. Browne came in
[The Dead] [7509] Mary Jane glanced at Gabriel and Mr. Browne and said with a
[The Dead] [7515] "I'd like nothing better this minute," said Mr. Browne stoutly, "than
[The Dead] [7526] "Why, what was wonderful about Johnny?" asked Mr. Browne.
[The Dead] [7584] Mrs. Malins was helped down the front steps by her son and Mr.
[The Dead] [7587] the seat, Mr. Browne helping him with advice. At last she was
[The Dead] [7588] settled comfortably and Freddy Malins invited Mr. Browne into the
[The Dead] [7589] cab. There was a good deal of confused talk, and then Mr. Browne
[The Dead] [7592] cabman was directed differently by Freddy Malins and Mr.
[The Dead] [7594] cab. The difficulty was to know where to drop Mr. Browne along
[The Dead] [7600] mother how the discussion was progressing, till at last Mr. Browne
[The Dead] [7608] "Well, drive bang up against Trinity College gates," said Mr.
[The Dead] [7673] them. A few steps behind her were Mr. Bartell D'Arcy and Miss
[The Dead] [7676] "O, Mr. D'Arcy," cried Mary Jane, "it's downright mean of you to
[The Dead] [7683] "O, Mr. D'Arcy," said Aunt Kate, "now that was a great fib to tell."
[The Dead] [7685] "Can't you see that I'm as hoarse as a crow?" said Mr. D'Arcy
[The Dead] [7691] subject. Mr. D'Arcy stood swathing his neck carefully and
[The Dead] [7707] "But poor Mr. D'Arcy doesn't like the snow," said Aunt Kate,
[The Dead] [7710] Mr. D'Arcy came from the pantry, fully swathed and buttoned, and
[The Dead] [7722] "Mr. D'Arcy," she said, "what is the name of that song you were
[The Dead] [7725] "It's called The Lass of Aughrim," said Mr. D'Arcy, "but I couldn't
[The Dead] [7734] "Now, Mary Jane," said Aunt Kate, "don't annoy Mr. D'Arcy. I
[The Dead] [7750] "Good-night, Mr. D'Arcy. Good-night, Miss O'Callaghan."
[The Dead] [7768] She was walking on before him with Mr. Bartell D'Arcy, her shoes
[The Dead] [7836] "Where?" asked Mr. Bartell D'Arcy.
[The Dead] [7844] spite of Mr. Bartell D'Arcy's protest, paid the driver. He gave the