MissDunnehidtheCapelstreetlibrarycopyofTheWomaninWhitefarbackinherdrawerandrolledasheetofgaudynotepaperintohertypewriter。
Toomuchmysterybusinessinit。Isheinlovewiththatone，Marion？
ChangeitandgetanotherbyMaryCecilHaye。
Thediskshotdownthegroove，wobbledawhile，ceasedandogledthem：
six。
MissDunneclickedonthekeyboard：
16June1904。
FivetallwhitehattedsandwichmenbetweenMonypeny’scornerandtheslabwhereWolfeTone’sstatuewasnot，eeledthemselvesturningH。E。L。Y。’S
andploddedbackastheyhadcome。
ThenshestaredatthelargeposterofMarieKendall，charmingsoubrette，and，listlesslylolling，scribbledonthejottersixteensandcapitalesses。
Mustardhairanddaubycheeks。She’snotnicelooking，isshe？Thewaysheisholdingupherbitofaskirt。Wonderwillthatfellowbeatthebandtonight。IfIcouldgetthatdressmakertomakeaconcertinaskirtlikeSusyNagle’s。Theykickoutgrand。Shannonandalltheboatclubswellsnevertookhiseyesoffher。Hopetogoodnesshewon’tkeepmeheretillseven。
Thetelephonerangrudelybyherear。
Hello。Yes，sir。No，sir。Yes，sir。I’llringthemupafterfive。
Onlythosetwo，sir，forBelfastandLiverpool。Allright，sir。ThenI
cangoaftersixifyou’renotback。Aquarterafter。Yes，sir。Twentysevenandsix。I’lltellhim。Yes：one，seven，six。
Shescribbledthreefiguresonanenvelope。
MrBoylanlHello！ThatgentlemanfromSportwasinlookingforyou。MrLenehan，yes。Hesaidhe’llbeintheOrmondatfour。No，sir。
Yes，sir。I’llringthemupafterfive。
Twopinkfacesturnedintheflareofthetinytorch。
Who’sthat？NedLambertasked。IsthatCrotty？
RingabellaandCrosshaven，avoicereplied，gropingforfoothold。
Hello，Jack，isthatyourself？NedLambertsaid，raisinginsalutehispliantlathamongtheflickeringarches。Comeon。Mindyourstepsthere。
Thevestaintheclergyman’supliftedhandconsumeditselfInalongsoftflameandwasletfall。Attheirfeetitsredspeckdied：andmouldyairclosedroundthem。
Howinteresting！arefinedaccentsaidinthegloom。
Yes，sir，NedLambertsaidheartily。WearestandinginthehistoriccouncilchamberofsaintMary’sabbeywheresilkenThomasproclaimedhimselfarebelin1534。ThisisthemosthistoricspotinallDublin。O’MaddenBurkeisgoingtowritesomethingaboutitoneofthesedays。TheoldbankofIrelandwasoverthewaytillthetimeoftheunionandtheoriginaljews’templewasheretoobeforetheybuilttheirsynagogueoverinAdelaideroad。Youwereneverherebefore，Jack，wereyou？
No，Ned。
HerodedownthroughDamewalk，therefinedaccentsaid，ifmymemoryservesme。ThemansionoftheKildareswasinThomascourt。
That’sright，NedLambertsaid。That’squiteright，sir。
Ifyouwillbesokindthen，theclergymansaid，thenexttimetoallowmeperhaps。
Certainly，NedLambertsaid。Bringthecamerawheneveryoulike。
I’llgetthosebagsclearedawayfromthewindows。Youcantakeitfromhereorfromhere。
Inthestillfaintlighthemovedabout，tappingwithhislaththepiledseedbagsandpointsofvantageonthefloor。
Fromalongfaceabeardandgazehungonachessboard。
I’mdeeplyobliged，MrLambert，theclergymansaid。Iwon’ttrespassonyourvaluabletime……
You’rewelcome，sir，NedLambertsaid。Dropinwheneveryoulike。
Nextweek，say。Canyousee？
Yes，yes。Goodafternoon，MrLambert。Verypleasedtohavemetyou。
Pleasureismine，sir，NedLambertanswered。
Hefollowedhisguesttotheoutletandthenwhirledhislathawayamongthepillars。WithJ。J。O’MolloyhecameforthslowlyintoMary’sabbeywheredraymenwereloadingfloatswithsacksofcarobandpalmnutmeal，O’Connor，Wexford。
Hestoodtoreadthecardinhishand。
ThereverendHughC。Love，Rathcoffey。Presentaddress：SaintMichael’s，Sallins。Niceyoungchapheis。He’swritingabookabouttheFitzgeraldshetoldme。He’swellupinhistory，faith。
Theyoungwomanwithslowcaredetachedfromherlightskirtaclingingtwig。
Ithoughtyouwereatanewgunpowderplot，J。J。O’Molloysaid。
NedLambertcrackedhisfingersintheair。
God，hecried。IforgottotellhimthatoneabouttheearlofKildareafterhesetfiretoCashelcathedral。Youknowthatone？I’mbloodysorryIdidit，sayshe，butIdeclaretoGodIthoughtthearchbishopwasinside。Hemightn’tlikeit，though。What？God，I’lltellhimanyhow。
Thatwasthegreatearl，theFitzgeraldMor。Hotmemberstheywereallofthem，theGeraldines。
Thehorseshepassedstartednervouslyundertheirslackharness。Heslappedapiebaldhaunchquiveringnearhimandcried：
Woa，sonny！
HeturnedtoJ。J。O’Molloyandasked：
Well，Jack。Whatisit？What’sthetrouble？Waitawhile。Holdhard。
Withgapingmouthandheadfarbackhestoodstilland，afteraninstant，sneezedloudly。
Chow！hesaid。Blastyou！
Thedustfromthosesacks，J。J。O’Molloysaidpolitely。
No，NedLambertgasped，Icaughta……coldnightbefore……blastyoursoul……nightbeforelast……andtherewasahellofalotofdraught……
Heheldhishandkerchiefreadyforthecoming……
Iwas……thismorning……poorlittle……whatdoyoucallhim……Chow！……
MotherofMoses！
TomRochfordtookthetopdiskfromthepileheclaspedagainsthisclaretwaistcoat。
See？hesaid。Sayit’sturnsix。Inhere，see。TurnNowOn。
Hesliditintotheleftslotforthem。Itshotdownthegroove，wobbledawhile，ceased，oglingthem：six。
Lawyersofthepast，haughty，pleading，beheldpassfromtheconsolidatedtaxingofficetoNisiPriuscourtRichieGouldingcarryingthecostbagofGoulding，CollisandWardandheardrustlingfromtheadmiraltydivisionofKing’sbenchtothecourtofappealanelderlyfemalewithfalseteethsmilingincredulouslyandablacksilkskirtofgreatamplitude。
See？hesaid。SeenowthelastoneIputinisoverhere。TurnsOver。
Theimpact。Leverage，see？
Heshowedthemtherisingcolumnofdisksontheright。
Smartidea，NoseyFlynnsaid，snuffling。Soafellowcominginlatecanseewhatturnisonandwhatturnsareover。
See？TomRochfordsaid。
Heslidinadiskforhimself：andwatcheditshoot，wobble，ogle，stop：
four。TurnNowOn。
I’llseehimnowintheOrmond，Lenehansaid，andsoundhim。Onegoodturndeservesanother。
Do，TomRochfordsaid。TellhimI’mBoylanwithimpatience。
Goodnight，M’Coysaidabruptly，whenyoutwobegin。
NoseyFlynnstoopedtowardsthelever，snufflingatit。
Buthowdoesitworkhere，Tommy？heasked。
Tooraloo，Lenehansaid，seeyoulater。
HefollowedM’CoyoutacrossthetinysquareofCramptoncourt。
He’sahero，hesaidsimply。
Iknow，M’Coysaid。Thedrain，youmean。
Drain？Lenehansaid。Itwasdownamanhole。
TheypassedDanLowry’smusichallwhereMarieKendall，charmingsoubrette，smiledonthemfromaposteradaubysmile。
GoingdownthepathofSycamorestreetbesidetheEmpiremusichallLenehanshowedM’Coyhowthewholethingwas。Oneofthosemanholeslikeabloodygaspipeandtherewasthepoordevilstuckdowninithalfchokedwithsewergas。DownwentTomRochfordanyhow，booky’svestandall，withtheroperoundhim。Andbedamnedbuthegottheroperoundthepoordevilandthetwowerehauledup。
Theactofahero，hesaid。
AttheDolphintheyhaltedtoallowtheambulancecartogalloppastthemforJervisstreet。
Thisway，hesaid，walkingtotheright。IwanttopopintoLynam’stoseeSceptre’sstartingprice。What’sthetimebyyourgoldwatchandchain？
M’CoypeeredintoMarcusTertiusMoses’sombreoffice，thenatO’Neill’sclock。
Afterthree，hesaid。Who’sridingher？
O。Madden，Lenehansaid。Andagamefillysheis。
WhilehewaitedinTemplebarM’Coydodgedabananapeelwithgentlepushesofhistoefromthepathtothegutter。Fellowmightdamneasygetanastyfalltherecomingalongtightinthedark。
Thegatesofthedriveopenedwidetogiveegresstothevice-regalcavalcade。
Evenmoney，Lenehansaidreturning。IknockedagainstBantamLyonsintheregoingtobackabloodyhorsesomeonegavehimthathasn’tanearthly。
Throughhere。
TheywentupthestepsandunderMerchants’arch。Adark-backedfigurescannedbooksonthehawker’scart。
Thereheis，Lenehansaid。
Wonderwhatheisbuying，M’Coysaid，glancingbehind。
LeopoldoortheBloomisontheRye，Lenehansaid。
He’sdeadnutsonsales，M’Coysaid。IwaswithhimonedayandheboughtabookfromanoldoneinLiffeystreetfortwobob。Therewerefineplatesinitworthdoublethemoney，thestarsandthemoonandcometswithlongtails。Astronomyitwasabout。
Lenehanlaughed。
I’lltellyouadamngoodoneaboutcomets’tails，hesaid。Comeoverinthesun。
TheycrossedtothemetalbridgeandwentalongWellingtonquaybytheriverwall。
MasterPatrickAloysiusDignamcameoutofMangan’s，lateFehrenbach’s，carryingapoundandahalfofporksteaks。
TherewasabigspreadoutatGlencreereformatory，Lenehansaideagerly。Theannualdinneryouknow。Boiledshirtaffair。Thelordmayorwasthere，ValDillonitwas，andsirCharlesCameronandDanDawsonspokeandtherewasmusic。BartellD’ArcysangandBenjaminDollard。
Iknow，M’Coybrokein。Mymissussangthereonce。
Didshe？Lenehansaid。
AcardUnfurnishedApartmentsreappearedonthewindowsashofnumber7Ecclesstreet。
Hecheckedhistaleamomentbutbrokeoutinawheezylaugh。
ButwaittillItellyou，hesaid。DelahuntofCamdenstreethadthecateringandyourstrulywaschiefbottlewasher。Bloomandthewifewerethere。Lashingsofstuffweputup：portwineandsherryandcuraç；aotowhichwedidamplejustice。Fastandfuriousitwas。Afterliquidscamesolids。Coldjointsgaloreandmincepies。
Iknow，M’Coysaid。Theyearthemissuswasthere……
Lenehanlinkedhisarmwarmly。
ButwaittillItellyou，hesaid。Wehadamidnightlunchtooafterallthejollificationandwhenwesalliedforthitwasblueo’clockthemorningafterthenightbefore。Cominghomeitwasagorgeouswinter’snightontheFeatherbedMountain。BloomandChrisCallinanwereononesideofthecarandIwaswiththewifeontheother。Westartedsinginggleesandduets：Lo，theearlybeamofmorning。ShewaswellprimedwithagoodloadofDelahunt’sportunderherbellyband。EveryjoltthebloodycargaveIhadherbumpingupagainstme。Hell’sdelights！Shehasafinepair，Godblessher。Likethat。
Heheldhiscavedhandsacubitfromhim，frowning：
Iwastuckingtherugunderherandsettlingherboaallthetime。
KnowwhatImean？