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—
Come
on
then
,
Myles
Crawford
said
.
Where
’
s
my
hat
?
He
walked
jerkily
into
the
office
behind
,
parting
the
vent
of
his
jacket
,
jingling
his
keys
in
his
back
pocket
.
They
jingled
then
in
the
air
and
against
the
wood
as
he
locked
his
desk
drawer
.
—
He
’
s
pretty
well
on
,
professor
MacHugh
said
in
a
low
voice
.
—
Seems
to
be
,
J
.
J
.
O
’
Molloy
said
,
taking
out
a
cigarettecase
in
murmuring
meditation
,
but
it
is
not
always
as
it
seems
.
Who
has
the
most
matches
?
THE
CALUMET
OF
PEACE
He
offered
a
cigarette
to
the
professor
and
took
one
himself
.
Lenehan
promptly
struck
a
match
for
them
and
lit
their
cigarettes
in
turn
.
J
.
J
.
O
’
Molloy
opened
his
case
again
and
offered
it
.
—
Thanky
vous
,
Lenehan
said
,
helping
himself
.
The
editor
came
from
the
inner
office
,
a
straw
hat
awry
on
his
brow
.
He
declaimed
in
song
,
pointing
sternly
at
professor
MacHugh
:
’
Twas
rank
and
fame
that
tempted
thee
,
’
Twas
empire
charmed
thy
heart
.
