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"
O
,
yes
,
positively
,
"
said
Little
Chandler
.
"
Very
well
,
then
,
"
said
Ignatius
Gallaher
,
"
let
us
have
another
one
as
a
deoc
an
doruis
--
that
's
good
vernacular
for
a
small
whisky
,
I
believe
.
"
Little
Chandler
ordered
the
drinks
.
The
blush
which
had
risen
to
his
face
a
few
moments
before
was
establishing
itself
.
A
trifle
made
him
blush
at
any
time
:
and
now
he
felt
warm
and
excited
.
Three
small
whiskies
had
gone
to
his
head
and
Gallaher
's
strong
cigar
had
confused
his
mind
,
for
he
was
a
delicate
and
abstinent
person
.
The
adventure
of
meeting
Gallaher
after
eight
years
,
of
finding
himself
with
Gallaher
in
Corless
's
surrounded
by
lights
and
noise
,
of
listening
to
Gallaher
's
stories
and
of
sharing
for
a
brief
space
Gallaher
's
vagrant
and
triumphant
life
,
upset
the
equipoise
of
his
sensitive
nature
.
He
felt
acutely
the
contrast
between
his
own
life
and
his
friend
's
and
it
seemed
to
him
unjust
.
Gallaher
was
his
inferior
in
birth
and
education
.
He
was
sure
that
he
could
do
something
better
than
his
friend
had
ever
done
,
or
could
ever
do
,
something
higher
than
mere
tawdry
journalism
if
he
only
got
the
chance
.
What
was
it
that
stood
in
his
way
?
His
unfortunate
timidity
He
wished
to
vindicate
himself
in
some
way
,
to
assert
his
manhood
.
He
saw
behind
Gallaher
's
refusal
of
his
invitation
.
Gallaher
was
only
patronising
him
by
his
friendliness
just
as
he
was
patronising
Ireland
by
his
visit
.
The
barman
brought
their
drinks
.
Little
Chandler
pushed
one
glass
towards
his
friend
and
took
up
the
other
boldly
.
"
Who
knows
?
"
he
said
,
as
they
lifted
their
glasses
.
"
When
you
come
next
year
I
may
have
the
pleasure
of
wishing
long
life
and
happiness
to
Mr.
and
Mrs.
Ignatius
Gallaher
.
"
Ignatius
Gallaher
in
the
act
of
drinking
closed
one
eye
expressively
over
the
rim
of
his
glass
.
When
he
had
drunk
he
smacked
his
lips
decisively
,
set
down
his
glass
and
said
:
"
No
blooming
fear
of
that
,
my
boy
.
I
'm
going
to
have
my
fling
first
and
see
a
bit
of
life
and
the
world
before
I
put
my
head
in
the
sack
--
if
I
ever
do
.
"
"
Some
day
you
will
,
"
said
Little
Chandler
calmly
.
Ignatius
Gallaher
turned
his
orange
tie
and
slate-blue
eyes
full
upon
his
friend
.
"
You
think
so
?
"
he
said
.
