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I tried to feel hopeful that I should bring him and
Kegworthy home "the worse" for nothing stronger
than water.

The maid now appeared carrying The Mister's hat
box and flask; he was helped into an enormous over-
coat with an astrakhan collar which Mrs. O'Donnell
turned up for him so that his countenance was almost
completely concealed. He then put on an immense
pair of fur gloves, pulled his voluminous tweed cap
down over his nose, and gave Mrs. 6'Donnell a
blandly humorous look which somehow suggested
that he knew that whatever he did she couldn't be
angry with him. And he was right,, for he really was
a most likeable man. "Now Mister," she said, "bear
it well in your mind that Mrs. O'Halloran and her
daughter are dining with us this evening."

"Be easy about that," he replied. "Don't I know
that Mrs. O'Halloran is like Limerick itself? Would
you think Fm one to overlook the importance of
her?" With these words he plunged deliberately un-
der the low hood of the car, settled himself down,
and remained silent until we were about half-way to
the meet. Kegworthy, hunched up in his corner,
showed no sign of expecting his day in the country
to be a success. But the driver was getting every ounce
out of his engine, through the din of which he occa-
sionally addressed some lively and topically-local
comment to The Mister, who nodded philosophically
from his astrakhan enclosure. As we proceeded, the
road became rough and the surroundings hilly. And
the weather, if possible, grew worse.

"What sort of country is it we're going to to-day?"
I enquired of the driver.

"Sure it's the wildest place you ever set eyes on.
There's rocks and crags where a jackass could get to

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