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He
was
quite
unconscious
that
he
was
the
victim
of
a
plot
which
his
friends
,
Mr.
Cunningham
,
Mr.
M'Coy
and
Mr.
Power
had
disclosed
to
Mrs.
Kernan
in
the
parlour
.
The
idea
been
Mr.
Power
's
,
but
its
development
was
entrusted
to
Mr.
Cunningham
.
Mr.
Kernan
came
of
Protestant
stock
and
,
though
he
had
been
converted
to
the
Catholic
faith
at
the
time
of
his
marriage
,
he
had
not
been
in
the
pale
of
the
Church
for
twenty
years
.
He
was
fond
,
moreover
,
of
giving
side-thrusts
at
Catholicism
.
Mr.
Cunningham
was
the
very
man
for
such
a
case
.
He
was
an
elder
colleague
of
Mr.
Power
.
His
own
domestic
life
was
very
happy
.
People
had
great
sympathy
with
him
,
for
it
was
known
that
he
had
married
an
unpresentable
woman
who
was
an
incurable
drunkard
.
He
had
set
up
house
for
her
six
times
;
and
each
time
she
had
pawned
the
furniture
on
him
.
Everyone
had
respect
for
poor
Martin
Cunningham
.
He
was
a
thoroughly
sensible
man
,
influential
and
intelligent
.
His
blade
of
human
knowledge
,
natural
astuteness
particularised
by
long
association
with
cases
in
the
police
courts
,
had
been
tempered
by
brief
immersions
in
the
waters
of
general
philosophy
.
He
was
well
informed
.
His
friends
bowed
to
his
opinions
and
considered
that
his
face
was
like
Shakespeare
's
.
When
the
plot
had
been
disclosed
to
her
,
Mrs.
Kernan
had
said
:
"
I
leave
it
all
in
your
hands
,
Mr.
Cunningham
.
"
After
a
quarter
of
a
century
of
married
life
,
she
had
very
few
illusions
left
.
Religion
for
her
was
a
habit
,
and
she
suspected
that
a
man
of
her
husband
's
age
would
not
change
greatly
before
death
.
She
was
tempted
to
see
a
curious
appropriateness
in
his
accident
and
,
but
that
she
did
not
wish
to
seem
bloody-minded
,
would
have
told
the
gentlemen
that
Mr.
Kernan
's
tongue
would
not
suffer
by
being
shortened
.
However
,
Mr.
Cunningham
was
a
capable
man
;
and
religion
was
religion
.
The
scheme
might
do
good
and
,
at
least
,
it
could
do
no
harm
.
Her
beliefs
were
not
extravagant
.
She
believed
steadily
in
the
Sacred
Heart
as
the
most
generally
useful
of
all
Catholic
devotions
and
approved
of
the
sacraments
.
Her
faith
was
bounded
by
her
kitchen
,
but
,
if
she
was
put
to
it
,
she
could
believe
also
in
the
banshee
and
in
the
Holy
Ghost
.
The
gentlemen
began
to
talk
of
the
accident
.
Mr.
Cunningham
said
that
he
had
once
known
a
similar
case
.
A
man
of
seventy
had
bitten
off
a
piece
of
his
tongue
during
an
epileptic
fit
and
the
tongue
had
filled
in
again
,
so
that
no
one
could
see
a
trace
of
the
bite
.
"
Well
,
I
'm
not
seventy
,
"
said
the
invalid
.
