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Miss
Devlin
had
become
Mrs.
Kearney
out
of
spite
.
She
had
been
educated
in
a
high-class
convent
,
where
she
had
learned
French
and
music
.
As
she
was
naturally
pale
and
unbending
in
manner
she
made
few
friends
at
school
.
When
she
came
to
the
age
of
marriage
she
was
sent
out
to
many
houses
,
where
her
playing
and
ivory
manners
were
much
admired
.
She
sat
amid
the
chilly
circle
of
her
accomplishments
,
waiting
for
some
suitor
to
brave
it
and
offer
her
a
brilliant
life
.
But
the
young
men
whom
she
met
were
ordinary
and
she
gave
them
no
encouragement
,
trying
to
console
her
romantic
desires
by
eating
a
great
deal
of
Turkish
Delight
in
secret
.
However
,
when
she
drew
near
the
limit
and
her
friends
began
to
loosen
their
tongues
about
her
,
she
silenced
them
by
marrying
Mr.
Kearney
,
who
was
a
bootmaker
on
Ormond
Quay
.
He
was
much
older
than
she
.
His
conversation
,
which
was
serious
,
took
place
at
intervals
in
his
great
brown
beard
.
After
the
first
year
of
married
life
,
Mrs.
Kearney
perceived
that
such
a
man
would
wear
better
than
a
romantic
person
,
but
she
never
put
her
own
romantic
ideas
away
.
He
was
sober
,
thrifty
and
pious
;
he
went
to
the
altar
every
first
Friday
,
sometimes
with
her
,
oftener
by
himself
.
But
she
never
weakened
in
her
religion
and
was
a
good
wife
to
him
.
At
some
party
in
a
strange
house
when
she
lifted
her
eyebrow
ever
so
slightly
he
stood
up
to
take
his
leave
and
,
when
his
cough
troubled
him
,
she
put
the
eider-down
quilt
over
his
feet
and
made
a
strong
rum
punch
.
For
his
part
,
he
was
a
model
father
.
By
paying
a
small
sum
every
week
into
a
society
,
he
ensured
for
both
his
daughters
a
dowry
of
one
hundred
pounds
each
when
they
came
to
the
age
of
twenty-four
.
He
sent
the
older
daughter
,
Kathleen
,
to
a
good
convent
,
where
she
learned
French
and
music
,
and
afterward
paid
her
fees
at
the
Academy
.
Every
year
in
the
month
of
July
Mrs.
Kearney
found
occasion
to
say
to
some
friend
:
"
My
good
man
is
packing
us
off
to
Skerries
for
a
few
weeks
.
"
If
it
was
not
Skerries
it
was
Howth
or
Greystones
.
When
the
Irish
Revival
began
to
be
appreciable
Mrs.
Kearney
determined
to
take
advantage
of
her
daughter
's
name
and
brought
an
Irish
teacher
to
the
house
.
Kathleen
and
her
sister
sent
Irish
picture
postcards
to
their
friends
and
these
friends
sent
back
other
Irish
picture
postcards
.
On
special
Sundays
,
when
Mr.
Kearney
went
with
his
family
to
the
pro-cathedral
,
a
little
crowd
of
people
would
assemble
after
mass
at
the
corner
of
Cathedral
Street
.
They
were
all
friends
of
the
Kearneys
--
musical
friends
or
Nationalist
friends
;
and
,
when
they
had
played
every
little
counter
of
gossip
,
they
shook
hands
with
one
another
all
together
,
laughing
at
the
crossing
of
so
man
hands
,
and
said
good-bye
to
one
another
in
Irish
.
Soon
the
name
of
Miss
Kathleen
Kearney
began
to
be
heard
often
on
people
's
lips
.
People
said
that
she
was
very
clever
at
music
and
a
very
nice
girl
and
,
moreover
,
that
she
was
a
believer
in
the
language
movement
.
Mrs.
Kearney
was
well
content
at
this
.
Therefore
she
was
not
surprised
when
one
day
Mr.
Holohan
came
to
her
and
proposed
that
her
daughter
should
be
the
accompanist
at
a
series
of
four
grand
concerts
which
his
Society
was
going
to
give
in
the
Antient
Concert
Rooms
.
She
brought
him
into
the
drawing-room
,
made
him
sit
down
and
brought
out
the
decanter
and
the
silver
biscuit-barrel
.
She
entered
heart
and
soul
into
the
details
of
the
enterprise
,
advised
and
dissuaded
:
and
finally
a
contract
was
drawn
up
by
which
Kathleen
was
to
receive
eight
guineas
for
her
services
as
accompanist
at
the
four
grand
concerts
.
As
Mr.
Holohan
was
a
novice
in
such
delicate
matters
as
the
wording
of
bills
and
the
disposing
of
items
for
a
programme
,
Mrs.
Kearney
helped
him
.
She
had
tact
.
She
knew
what
artistes
should
go
into
capitals
and
what
artistes
should
go
into
small
type
.
She
knew
that
the
first
tenor
would
not
like
to
come
on
after
Mr.
Meade
's
comic
turn
.
To
keep
the
audience
continually
diverted
she
slipped
the
doubtful
items
in
between
the
old
favourites
.
Mr.
Holohan
called
to
see
her
every
day
to
have
her
advice
on
some
point
.
She
was
invariably
friendly
and
advising
--
homely
,
in
fact
.
She
pushed
the
decanter
towards
him
,
saying
:
"
Now
,
help
yourself
,
Mr.
Holohan
!
"
