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O
,
lest
he
forget
.
That
letter
to
father
provincial
.
Father
Conmee
stopped
three
little
schoolboys
at
the
corner
of
Mountjoy
square
.
Yes
:
they
were
from
Belvedere
.
The
little
house
.
Aha
.
And
were
they
good
boys
at
school
?
O
.
That
was
very
good
now
.
And
what
was
his
name
?
Jack
Sohan
.
And
his
name
?
Ger
.
Gallaher
.
And
the
other
little
man
?
His
name
was
Brunny
Lynam
.
O
,
that
was
a
very
nice
name
to
have
.
Father
Conmee
gave
a
letter
from
his
breast
to
Master
Brunny
Lynam
and
pointed
to
the
red
pillarbox
at
the
corner
of
Fitzgibbon
street
.
—
But
mind
you
don
’
t
post
yourself
into
the
box
,
little
man
,
he
said
.
The
boys
sixeyed
Father
Conmee
and
laughed
:
—
O
,
sir
.
—
Well
,
let
me
see
if
you
can
post
a
letter
,
Father
Conmee
said
.
Master
Brunny
Lynam
ran
across
the
road
and
put
Father
Conmee
’
s
letter
to
father
provincial
into
the
mouth
of
the
bright
red
letterbox
.
Father
Conmee
smiled
and
nodded
and
smiled
and
walked
along
Mountjoy
square
east
.
Mr
Denis
J
Maginni
,
professor
of
dancing
&
c
,
in
silk
hat
,
slate
frockcoat
with
silk
facings
,
white
kerchief
tie
,
tight
lavender
trousers
,
canary
gloves
and
pointed
patent
boots
,
walking
with
grave
deportment
most
respectfully
took
the
curbstone
as
he
passed
lady
Maxwell
at
the
corner
of
Dignam
’
s
court
.
Was
that
not
Mrs
M
’
Guinness
?
