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No one, of course, believed this, but no one wanted to argue with Doyle about it. Father McCormack went on reading from the black-edged card which he held in his hand. "'Mortuary Sculptor," "Sculptor!" said Dr. O'Grady. "You hear that, Major, don't you? Sculptors are people who make statues." "Mortuary sculptors, I suppose," said the Major viciously, "make statues of dead men."
Born in Ballymoy. Rose to great eminence in Bolivia. Finally secured the liberty of the Republic." "Father McCormack seems to think," said the Major, "that he was some kind of anti-clerical socialist." "I said he might be," said Father McCormack. "I didn't say he was, for I don't know a ha'porth about him.
"What right has he to be standing there maligning the people of Ireland?" Father McCormack and Doyle were after him at once and closed on him, each of them grasping one of his swinging arms. "Behave yourself, Thady," said Father McCormack, "behave yourself decent." "Isn't it him that's paying for the statue," said Doyle, "and hasn't he a right to say what he likes?" Mr.
Father McCormack was not listening. He was looking at a large motor-car which had just drawn up at the far end of the street, leading into the square. "It's him after all," he said. "It's who?" said Dr. O'Grady, turning round. The crowd which was pressing round the statue began to edge away from it. Men were standing on tiptoe, straining their necks to see over their fellows' heads.
"An explanation," said Lord Alfred sternly, "if any explanation is possible, of the extraordinary hoax which you've seen fit to play on His Excellency." A group of spectators formed a circle round Dr. O'Grady and Lord Alfred. Father McCormack, puzzled and anxious, stood beside Mrs. Gregg. The Major was at a little distance from them. Mary Ellen stood almost alone beside the statue.
And we're just as well entitled to charge what they all cost us against the money we succeed in making, as the secretary of a charitable bazaar is to debit his gross earnings with the hire of the hall in which the show is held." "Now that you put it in that way," said Father McCormack, "I can see well that there's something in what you say."
You are preventing me from doing my duty! I am listening to you instead." "Virtuous Comtesse!" But he rose, and crossed over to the fat wife of the member for this division, and soon her face beamed with smiles. I soothed Mr. McCormack, who somehow felt the sugar had been his fault. Augustus mollified the fog-horn Dodd, and peace was restored all around.
"If that's the way of it," said Father McCormack, "I'll do the best I can with Thady." "Mrs. Gregg," said Dr. O'Grady, "you can't present that bouquet, so the best thing for you to do is to step forward the moment the sheet drops off and deposit it at the foot of the statue. Major " "You may leave me out," said Major Kent. "I'm merely a spectator." "You'll support Mrs.
Standing at the door of the hotel he shouted and waved his arms. Mr. Billing stood behind him looking on with an expression of serious interest. Nobody could hear what Gallagher said. But Father McCormack and Doyle, fearing that he would succeed in making himself audible, hurried towards him. Doyle seized him by the arm, Gallagher shook him off angrily.
The price of them is deducted from the gross receipts and the balance is handed over to the hospital. Is there anything dishonest about that?" "There is not, of course," said Father McCormack. "It's always done." "Wouldn't a bishop do it? A bishop of any church?" "Lots of them do," said Father McCormack. "Well, if a bishop would do it, it can't be dishonest," said Dr. O'Grady.
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