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           OneofthemmotsthatdobeinthepacketsoffagsStoersmokesthathisoldfellowweltedhelloutofhimforonetimehefoundout.

           MasterDignamgothiscollardownanddawdledon.ThebestpuckergoingforstrengthwasFitzsimons.Onepuckinthewindfromthatfellowwouldknockyouintothemiddleofnextweek,man.ButthebestpuckerforsciencewasJemCorbetbeforeFitzsimonsknockedthestuffingsoutofhim,dodgingandall.

           InGraftonstreetMasterDignamsawaredflowerinatoff’smouthandaswellpairofkicksonhimandhelisteningtowhatthedrunkwastellinghimandgrinningallthetime.

           NoSandymounttram.

           MasterDignamwalkedalongNassaustreet,shiftedtheporksteakstohisotherhand.Hiscollarsprangupagainandhetuggeditdown.Thebloomingstudwastoosmallforthebuttonholeoftheshirt,bloomingendtoit.Hemetschoolboyswithsatchels.I’mnotgoingtomorroweither,stayawaytillMonday.Hemetotherschoolboys.DotheynoticeI’minmourning?UncleBarneysaidhe’dgetitintothepapertonight.Thenthey’llallseeitinthepaperandreadmynameprintedandpa’sname.

           Hisfacegotallgreyinsteadofbeingredlikeitwasandtherewasaflywalkingoverituptohiseye.Thescrunchthatwaswhentheywerescrewingthescrewsintothecoffin:andthebumpswhentheywerebringingitdownstairs.

           PawasinsideitandmacryingintheparlouranduncleBarneytellingthemenhowtogetitroundthebend.Abigcoffinitwas,andhighandheavylooking.