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There'll be a job tomorrow or next day, Stephen told him, in a boys' school at Dalkey for a gentleman usher. Mr Garrett Deasy. Try it. You may mention my name. Ah, God, Corley replied, sure I couldn't teach in a school, man. I was never one of your bright ones, he added with a half laugh. I got stuck twice in the junior at the christian brothers.
"I suppose that's your doing," said Lenehan. "There was others at her before me," said Corley philosophically. This time Lenehan was inclined to disbelieve. He shook his head to and fro and smiled. "You know you can't kid me, Corley," he said. "Honest to God!" said Corley. "Didn't she tell me herself?" Lenehan made a tragic gesture. "Base betrayer!" he said.
Agnes rode out there yesterday afternoon and saw all the family. I am told all our friends here are well. Many of my northern friends have done me the honour to call on me. Among them 'Brick Pomeroy. The like to see all that is going on. Agnes has gone to church with Colonel Corley. I was afraid to go.
He was the eldest son of inspector Corley of the G division, lately deceased, who had married a certain Katherine Brophy, the daughter of a Louth farmer. This therefore was the reason why the still comparatively young though dissolute man who now addressed Stephen was spoken of by some with facetious proclivities as Lord John Corley.
I have no place to sleep myself, Stephen informed him. Corley at the first go-off was inclined to suspect it was something to do with Stephen being fired out of his digs for bringing in a bloody tart off the street. He was starving too though he hadn't said a word about it.
His mind became active again. He wondered had Corley managed it successfully. He wondered if he had asked her yet or if he would leave it to the last. He suffered all the pangs and thrills of his friend's situation as well as those of his own. But the memory of Corley's slowly revolving head calmed him somewhat: he was sure Corley would pull it off all right.
However in another pocket he came across what he surmised in the dark were pennies, erroneously however, as it turned out. Those are halfcrowns, man, Corley corrected him. And so in point of fact they turned out to be. Stephen anyhow lent him one of them. Thanks, Corley answered, you're a gentleman. I'll pay you back one time. Who's that with you?
Here the noise of trams, the lights and the crowd released them from their silence. "There she is!" said Corley. At the corner of Hume Street a young woman was standing. She wore a blue dress and a white sailor hat. She stood on the curbstone, swinging a sunshade in one hand. Lenehan grew lively. "Let's have a look at her, Corley," he said.
His broad figure hid hers from view for a few seconds and then she reappeared running up the steps. The door closed on her and Corley began to walk swiftly towards Stephen's Green. Lenehan hurried on in the same direction. Some drops of light rain fell.
As they passed along the railings of Trinity College, Lenehan skipped out into the road and peered up at the clock. "Twenty after," he said. "Time enough," said Corley. "She'll be there all right. I always let her wait a bit." Lenehan laughed quietly. "Ecod! Corley, you know how to take them," he said. "I'm up to all their little tricks," Corley confessed.
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