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"
I
asked
that
little
shoeboy
three
times
,
"
said
Mr.
Henchy
,
"
would
he
send
up
a
dozen
of
stout
.
I
asked
him
again
now
,
but
he
was
leaning
on
the
counter
in
his
shirt-sleeves
having
a
deep
goster
with
Alderman
Cowley
.
"
"
Why
did
n't
you
remind
him
?
"
said
Mr.
O'Connor
.
"
Well
,
I
could
n't
go
over
while
he
was
talking
to
Alderman
Cowley
.
I
just
waited
till
I
caught
his
eye
,
and
said
:
'
About
that
little
matter
I
was
speaking
to
you
about
...
.
'
'
That
'll
be
all
right
,
Mr.
H.
,
'
he
said
.
Yerra
,
sure
the
little
hop-o
'
-
my-thumb
has
forgotten
all
about
it
.
"
"
There
's
some
deal
on
in
that
quarter
,
"
said
Mr.
O'Connor
thoughtfully
.
"
I
saw
the
three
of
them
hard
at
it
yesterday
at
Suffolk
Street
corner
.
"
"
I
think
I
know
the
little
game
they
're
at
,
"
said
Mr.
Henchy
.
"
You
must
owe
the
City
Fathers
money
nowadays
if
you
want
to
be
made
Lord
Mayor
.
Then
they
'll
make
you
Lord
Mayor
.
By
God
!
I
'm
thinking
seriously
of
becoming
a
City
Father
myself
.
What
do
you
think
?
Would
I
do
for
the
job
?
"
Mr.
O'Connor
laughed
.
"
So
far
as
owing
money
goes
...
.
"
"
Driving
out
of
the
Mansion
House
,
"
said
Mr.
Henchy
,
"
in
all
my
vermin
,
with
Jack
here
standing
up
behind
me
in
a
powdered
wig
--
eh
?
"
"
And
make
me
your
private
secretary
,
John
.
"
