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They like to have something, fact or fiction, driven thunderously home into their souls. The only one of Mr. Billing's hearers who was thoroughly well satisfied with his speech was Doyle. The statement that five hundred dollars were to be handed over to him was, in his judgment, of more value than many resonant periods.
Billing's literary work gave Father McCormack an opportunity of warning his audience against Sunday newspapers published in England, which, he said, reeked of the gutter and were horribly subversive of faith and morals. Ireland, he added, had newspapers of her own which no one need be ashamed or afraid to read.
And his lips closed upon a cigar, while at the same time the handkerchief was whisked away from his eyes. He found himself in Mr. Billing's library. "Your nose betrays your taste, Mr. Johnson," said the lady, "and I am not hard-hearted enough to deprive you of the indulgence. Here are matches."
The ungenerous idea that his wife was making goodness serve her own ends was the first that occurred to him. His suspicions increased with time. Mrs. Billing's good works seemed to be almost entirely connected with hospitality. True, she had entertained Mr. Purnip and one of the ladies from the Settlement to tea, but that only riveted his bonds more firmly.
No one could have been more carefully trained than Lord Alfred Blakeney. No one possessed more of that suave self-control which distinguishes a man of the governing classes from the members of the mob. Yet Lord Alfred collapsed suddenly under the strain to which he had been subjected. Mr. Billing's taunt threw him back to an earlier, a very early stage of development.
Old Dormer tried to get it closed, and went to law about it, but he lost. Be you going across to Chidelham?" "Yes, I shall ride over on my bicycle this afternoon. Do you know where the Weynes live?" "The Weynes? Oh, you mean the writing chap that bought Billing's place. Their house stands by itself a mile out of the village, just afore you come to Green Patch Hill." "Thanks.
We haven't got one at present, and a good statue we'll get quite a respectable one for Billing's £100, even if we don't subscribe a penny ourselves will be a great ornament to the town. You may not care for statues, Major, but all really cultivated people love them. Look at Dublin! It's a city with two universities in it, and the consequence is that it's simply spotted all over with statues.
"Very well," said Dr. O'Grady, "send him £25. Now go on, Thady." "Is it me send him £25?" said Doyle doubtfully. "Of course it's you. You're the treasurer." "But it's you has Mr. Billing's cheque," said Doyle. "I haven't got Mr. Billing's cheque," said Dr. O'Grady. "If you haven't," said Doyle, helplessly, "who has?"
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