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The Dead
“O,we’llfindanotheralongthequay,”saidGabriel.
“Yes,”saidAuntKate.“BetternotkeepMrs.Malinsstandinginthedraught.”
Mrs.MalinswashelpeddownthefrontstepsbyhersonandMr.Browneand,aftermanymanoeuvres,hoistedintothecab.FreddyMalinsclamberedinafterherandspentalongtimesettlingherontheseat,Mr.Brownehelpinghimwithadvice.AtlastshewassettledcomfortablyandFreddyMalinsinvitedMr.Browneintothecab.Therewasagooddealofconfusedtalk,andthenMr.Brownegotintothecab.Thecabmansettledhisrugoverhisknees,andbentdownfortheaddress.TheconfusiongrewgreaterandthecabmanwasdirecteddifferentlybyFreddyMalinsandMr.Browne,eachofwhomhadhisheadoutthroughawindowofthecab.ThedifficultywastoknowwheretodropMr.Brownealongtheroute,andAuntKate,AuntJuliaandMaryJanehelpedthediscussionfromthedoorstepwithcross-directionsandcontradictionsandabundanceoflaughter.AsforFreddyMalinshewasspeechlesswithlaughter.Hepoppedhisheadinandoutofthewindoweverymomenttothegreatdangerofhishat,andtoldhismotherhowthediscussionwasprogressing,tillatlastMr.Browneshoutedtothebewilderedcabmanabovethedinofeverybody’slaughter:
“DoyouknowTrinityCollege?”
“Yes,sir,”saidthecabman.
“Well,drivebangupagainstTrinityCollegegates,”saidMr.Browne,“andthenwe’lltellyouwheretogo.
