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Chapter 7
MasterBrunnyLynamranacrosstheroadandputFatherConmee’slettertofatherprovincialintothemouthofthebrightredletterbox.FatherConmeesmiledandnoddedandsmiledandwalkedalongMountjoysquareeast.
MrDenisJMaginni,professorofdancing&c,insilkhat,slatefrockcoatwithsilkfacings,whitekerchieftie,tightlavendertrousers,canaryglovesandpointedpatentboots,walkingwithgravedeportmentmostrespectfullytookthecurbstoneashepassedladyMaxwellatthecornerofDignam’scourt.
WasthatnotMrsM’Guinness?
MrsM’Guinness,stately,silverhaired,bowedtoFatherConmeefromthefartherfootpathalongwhichshesailed.AndFatherConmeesmiledandsaluted.Howdidshedo?
Afinecarriageshehad.LikeMary,queenofScots,something.Andtothinkthatshewasapawnbroker!Well,now!Sucha...whatshouldhesay?...suchaqueenlymien.
FatherConmeewalkeddownGreatCharlesstreetandglancedattheshutupfreechurchonhisleft.ThereverendT.R.GreeneB.A.will(D.V.)speak.Theincumbenttheycalledhim.Hefeltitincumbentonhimtosayafewwords.Butoneshouldbecharitable.Invincibleignorance.Theyactedaccordingtotheirlights.
FatherConmeeturnedthecornerandwalkedalongtheNorthCircularroad.Itwasawonderthattherewasnotatramlineinsuchanimportantthoroughfare.Surely,thereoughttobe.
AbandofsatchelledschoolboyscrossedfromRichmondstreet.Allraiseduntidycaps.FatherConmeegreetedthemmorethanoncebenignly.Christianbrotherboys.
FatherConmeesmeltincenseonhisrighthandashewalked.
