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Rewarded by smiles he fell back and spoke with Corny Kelleher, accepting the dockets given him, turning them over and scanning them as he walked. That's all done with a purpose, Martin Cunningham explained to Hynes. I know, Hynes said. I know that. To cheer a fellow up, Martin Cunningham said. It's pure goodheartedness: damn the thing else. Mr Bloom admired the caretaker's prosperous bulk.
The trip to Bermuda had been proposed for my sake, Aunt had only half desired it; but now she forgot her fears of winter storms, seasickness and shipwreck, and clutched at the excuse to whisk Milly out of reach of Ned Hynes and out of sight of me. Her tone was dulcet sweet. "We can't blame you for preferring New York, when the Van Dams are so lovely to you," she said complacently.
"Why wasn't Hynes at the boat?" he demanded. "Did he know what I didn't that it was not the place to seek you?" He grasped my wrists, he looked into my bloodless face caught the defiant, exultant look that flashed upon it at the news he gave; then he dropped my hands but immediately seized them again. "If he dares come near you, he shall answer! Speak!" he said.
Had she told Helen, too, that Ned Hynes what was he to my betrothed? "Can't you rest somewhere and just show for the ceremony?" I said, "Nelly, you're not strong." "There's not a place big enough for a mouse. But did you mean it? Do I really look well to-night? Am I just as beautiful as I was three-four months ago, or have I " "Oh, do slip out and 'phone the Star!
"Hynes," said the Judge, with a heartiness that made one forget his formal manner, "you have heard me speak of Burke's father, the boyhood companion with whom, when the finny tribes were eager, I sometimes strayed from the strait and narrow path that led to school. Burke, Hynes is the sportsman here our tiger-slayer.
"There's our train," said Hynes; and they began to push their way through the crowd surging toward one of the inner doors. As they stood wedged between circumferent shoulders, Mrs. Fetherel became conscious of the fixed stare of a pretty girl who whispered eagerly to her companion: "Look Myrtle! That's Paula Fetherel right behind us I knew her in a minute!"
Hynes did not seem to remember at once the piece to which they were alluding, but, after reflecting a while, he said: "O, that thing is it.... Sure, that's old now." "Out with it, man!" said Mr. O'Connor. "'Sh, 'sh," said Mr. Henchy. "Now, Joe!" Mr. Hynes hesitated a little longer. Then amid the silence he took off his hat, laid it on the table and stood up.
A denuded room came into view and the fire lost all its cheerful colour. The walls of the room were bare except for a copy of an election address. In the middle of the room was a small table on which papers were heaped. Mr. Hynes leaned against the mantelpiece and asked: "Has he paid you yet?" "Not yet," said Mr. O'Connor. "I hope to God he'll not leave us in the lurch tonight." Mr. Hynes laughed.
It was from an old woman who had known Mary Hynes and who said of her "The sun and the moon never shone upon anything so handsome" that I first heard Raftery's song of praise of her, "The pearl that was at Ballylee," a song "that has gone around the world & as far as America."
Of course John had come before we reached home, and of course he had been all day fuming over the papers, as if that would do any good; but I had drunk too deep of the intoxicating air to be disturbed by his surprised look when Mr. Hynes and I entered the library; can't I go without his guarding even to Aunt Marcia's?
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