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Grace

           Herhusbandcalledouttoher:

           “Andhaveyounothingforme,duckie?”

           “O,you!Thebackofmyhandtoyou!”saidMrs.Kernantartly.

           Herhusbandcalledafterher:

           “Nothingforpoorlittlehubby!”

           Heassumedsuchacomicalfaceandvoicethatthedistributionofthebottlesofstouttookplaceamidgeneralmerriment.

           Thegentlemendrankfromtheirglasses,settheglassesagainonthetableandpaused.ThenMr.CunninghamturnedtowardsMr.Powerandsaidcasually:

           “OnThursdaynight,yousaid,Jack

           “Thursday,yes,”saidMr.Power.

           “Righto!”saidMr.Cunninghampromptly.

           “WecanmeetinM’Auley’s,”saidMr.M’Coy.“That’llbethemostconvenientplace.”

           “Butwemustn’tbelate,”saidMr.Powerearnestly,“becauseitissuretobecrammedtothedoors.”

           “Wecanmeetathalf-seven,”saidMr.M’Coy.

           “Righto!”saidMr.Cunningham.

           “Half-sevenatM’Auley’sbeit!”

           Therewasashortsilence.Mr.Kernanwaitedtoseewhetherhewouldbetakenintohisfriends’confidence.Thenheasked:

           “What’sinthewind?”

           “O,it’snothing,”saidMr.Cunningham.“It’sonlyalittlematterthatwe’rearrangingaboutforThursday.”

           “Theopera,isit?”saidMr.Kernan.

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