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of course, with a hole and corner scratch company or local
ladies on the job, witness Mrs C P M’Coy type lend me
your valise and I’ll post you the ticket. No, something top
notch, an all star Irish caste, the Tweedy-Flower grand

opera company with his own legal consort as leading lady
as a sort of counterblast to the Elster Grimes and Moody-
Manners, perfectly simple matter and he was quite
sanguine of success, providing puffs in the local papers
could be managed by some fellow with a bit of bounce
who could pull the indispensable wires and thus combine
business with pleasure. But who? That was the rub.Also,
without being actually positive, it struck him a great field
was to be opened up in the line of opening up new routes
to keep pace with the times apropos of the Fishguard-
Rosslare route which, it was mooted, was once more on
the tapis in the circumlocution departments with the usual
quantity of red tape and dillydallying of effete fogeydom
and dunderheads generally. A great opportunity there
certainly was for push and enterprise to meet the travelling
needs of the public at large, the average man, i.e. Brown,
Robinson and Co.
It was a subject of regret and absurd as well on the face
of it and no small blame to our vaunted society that the
man in the street, when the system really needed toning

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