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Ivy Day in the Committee Room
Ashereturnedwithhiscapturehesaidinadeepvoice:
“Oursideofthehouserespectshim,becausehewasagentleman.”
“Rightyouare,Crofton!”saidMr.Henchyfiercely.“Hewastheonlymanthatcouldkeepthatbagofcatsinorder.‘Down,yedogs!Liedown,yecurs!’That’sthewayhetreatedthem.Comein,Joe!Comein!”hecalledout,catchingsightofMr.Hynesinthedoorway.
Mr.Hynescameinslowly.
“Openanotherbottleofstout,Jack,”saidMr.Henchy.“O,Iforgotthere’snocorkscrew!Here,showmeonehereandI’llputitatthefire.”
Theoldmanhandedhimanotherbottleandheplaceditonthehob.
“Sitdown,Joe,”saidMr.O’Connor,“we’rejusttalkingabouttheChief.”
“Ay,ay!”saidMr.Henchy.
Mr.HynessatonthesideofthetablenearMr.Lyonsbutsaidnothing.
“There’soneofthem,anyhow,”saidMr.Henchy,“thatdidn’trenegehim.ByGod,I’llsayforyou,Joe!No,byGod,youstucktohimlikeaman!”
“0,Joe,”saidMr.O’Connorsuddenly.“Giveusthatthingyouwrote—doyouremember?Haveyougotitonyou?”
“0,ay!”saidMr.Henchy.“Giveusthat.Didyoueverhearthat.Crofton?Listentothisnow:splendidthing.”
“Goon,”saidMr.O’Connor.“Fireaway,Joe.”
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