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Of course they're rather dull, but then you get very few of the better sorts. Take macaroons, for instance. They're nearly a halfpenny each in Brannigan's. Sheer robbery, I call it." Frank, determined to do the thing handsomely if he did it at all, passed half a crown to Priscilla over the back of the bath chair. "My dear child," he said, "buy macaroons by all means if you like them.
In this he ferried himself out to the Tortoise. Priscilla bounded into Brannigan's shop. The sea dogs on the window sills eyed Frank and shook their heads. It was painfully evident that his self-confident tone had not imposed on them. "There's not much wind any way," said one of them, "and what there is will be dropping with the ebb." "It'll work round to the west with the flood," said another.
On the edge of the quay, having torn themselves from their favourite seat, were all the loafers who usually occupied Brannigan's window sills. Timothy Sweeny had come down from his shop and stood in the background, a paunchy, flabby figure of a man, with keen beady eyes. "The weather's broke, Miss," said Peter Walsh, as he rowed them ashore.
"That'll be a frightful disappointment to Aunt Juliet after sending down to Brannigan's for those cigarettes. Rose she's the under housemaid told me that. Beastly cigarettes they are, too. Rose said the footman said he wouldn't smoke them. Ten a penny or something like that. But if Lord Torrington isn't the Prime Minister what is Aunt Juliet doing out the long gallery?"
"I've got lots and lots of food stored away. I simply looted the dishes as they were brought out of the dining-room. Fried fish, a whole roast duck, three herrings' roes on toast, half a caramel pudding I squeezed it into an old jam pot and several other things. We can start at any hour we like tomorrow and it won't in the least matter whether Brannigan's is open or not.
"She was in Brannigan's last night, buying peppermint drops and every kind of foolishness, the same as she might be a little girleen that was given a penny and her just out of school." "If she hasn't more sense at her time of life," said Kinsella, "she never will." "Seeing it's that sort she is, I wouldn't say we'd any need to be caring where she goes so long as it isn't to Inishbawn."
"I shouldn't wonder if Brannigan got some kind of fit when we spend all that in his shop at once. He's not accustomed to millionaires." Frank, not being able to find a shilling and a sixpence in his pocket, handed over another half crown. Priscilla promised to give him his change. She stopped the bath-chair at the door of Brannigan's shop.
The thunder cloud burst over Rosnacree. Sir Lucius and Lord Torrington drove into the town and pulled up in front of Brannigan's shop at a quarter to twelve. They looked round the empty harbour in some surprise. Sir Lucius went at once into the shop. Lord Torrington, being an Englishman with a proper belief in the forces of law and order, walked a few yards back and entered the police barracks.
Peter Walsh left the shop again and walked in a careless way down the street. Sweeny followed him at a little distance and spoke to the men who were sitting on Brannigan's window sills. They rose at once and walked down to the slip. In a few minutes the Blue Wanderer was dragged from her moorings and carried up to a glassy patch of waste land at the end of the quay.
"Then be off with you and get the gun the way I told you." At half-past ten Sir Lucius and Lord Torrington drove into the town and pulled up opposite Brannigan's shop. The Tortoise lay at her moorings, a sight which gratified Sir Lucius. After his experience the day before he was afraid that Peter Walsh might have beached the boat in order to execute some absolutely necessary repairs.
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