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           “Ifhedoesn’tlikeit,”hesaidbluntly,“hecan...dotheotherthing.I’lljusttellhimmylittletaleofwoe.I’mnotsuchabadfellow

           Mr.Cunninghamintervenedpromptly.

           “We’llallrenouncethedevil,”hesaid,“together,notforgettinghisworksandpomps.”

           “Getbehindme,Satan!”saidMr.Fogarty,laughingandlookingattheothers.

           Mr.Powersaidnothing.Hefeltcompletelyout-generalled.Butapleasedexpressionflickeredacrosshisface.

           “Allwehavetodo,”saidMr.Cunningham,“istostandupwithlightedcandlesinourhandsandrenewourbaptismalvows.”

           “O,don’tforgetthecandle,Tom,”saidMr.M’Coy,“whateveryoudo.”

           “What?”saidMr.Kernan.“MustIhaveacandle?”

           “Oyes,”saidMr.Cunningham.

           “No,damnitall,”saidMr.Kernansensibly,“Idrawthelinethere.I’lldothejobrightenough.I’lldotheretreatbusinessandconfession,and...allthatbusiness.But...nocandles!No,damnitall,Ibarthecandles!”

           Heshookhisheadwithfarcicalgravity.

           “Listentothat!”saidhiswife.

           “Ibarthecandles,”saidMr.Kernan,consciousofhavingcreatedaneffectonhisaudienceandcontinuingtoshakehisheadtoandfro.“Ibarthemagic-lanternbusiness.”

           Everyonelaughedheartily.

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