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"Rich and Rare Were the Gems She Wore" was the tune on which they chanced. It was remarkably appropriate. The band marched twice round the statue playing that tune. With the last note it came to rest again in its old position outside Kerrigan's shop. Then Thady Gallagher came out of his office. He walked over and looked at Mary Ellen.
"If we knew how you arrived at whatever statement you made about young Kerrigan's wife we'd be in a better position to judge what has to be done about it, Start off now at the moment when you went away in the motor-car. You went to Doyle's farm, I suppose, as I told you, so as to show Mr. Billing the General's birthplace."
"I offered to go home some time ago," said the Major, "and you wouldn't let me. Now that I've heard about young Kerrigan's twins I mean to stop where I am and see what happens." "Very well, Major. Just as you like. As long as you don't upset Billing by rolling up any of those heavy jokes of yours against him I don't mind. Here we are.
"If you're not ashamed of the state this room's in," said Doyle, "it would take more than Moriarty to shame you. Run along now, when you're bid, and ask him what tune it is that Kerrigan's playing." Mary Ellen, who hoped that the interruption might put an end to the sweeping once for all, left the room. "If there's one in the town that knows the tune," said Doyle, "it'll be Moriarty.
"I'm not satisfied in my mind about that tune," said Gallagher. "What harm is there in it?" "I don't know yet is there any harm, but I don't like it, and I'd be glad if I knew what tune it is. I have it in my mind that it's a tune that ought not to be played." "Mary Ellen," said Doyle, "what tune is it that young Kerrigan's playing?" "How would I know?" said Mary Ellen.
"I was afraid, maybe, the meeting might be over when I saw Doyle and Thady Gallagher going into the office of the Connacht Eagle after leaving Kerrigan's shop." "You're time enough," said the Major. "If you're not more than half-an-hour late it's time enough for any meeting that's held in this town." "That's true too," said Father McCormack. "As a general rule that's true enough.
Gallagher felt that he had just time to investigate thoroughly the disagreeable tune. He got up and left his office. Constable Moriarty was standing at the door of the barrack listening to young Kerrigan. Being himself a musician, he appreciated the difficulty of playing "Rule Britannia" on a cornet, and enjoyed hearing young Kerrigan's efforts.
His own affairs were blotted from his mind just then by the tragedy of the little waif before him, luckless victim of another's sin, small flotsam which barely weathered the winters when odd-jobbing was scarce, and only one lady cared. "Where do you live, Tommy?" "Kerrigan's loft mostly w'en Kerrigan ain't dere." "This morning," said Varney rapidly, "I'm just as busy as a bee.
What do they do, only upset the minds of the people, teaching them to be disrespectful to the clergy and to use language the like of which decent people ought not to use?" "It's my opinion that he is a Yank anyway," said Doyle. Mary Ellen returned from Kerrigan's shop. She carried a small parcel, wrapped in newspaper. It contained two chops for Mr. Billing's dinner.
When he saw Gallagher come out of his office he was greatly pleased, and showed his feeling by grinning broadly. Gallagher saw the grin, and his suspicion that the tune was an offensive one deepened at once. He crossed the road. "What's that," he said, "that young Kerrigan's playing?" "It's a new tune," said Moriarty, "and it's hoped that the town band will learn it." "Where did he get it?"
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