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into the army helterskelter: same fellows used to. Whether
on the scaffold high.
Never know who you’re talking to. Corny Kelleher he
has Harvey Duff in his eye. Like that Peter or Denis or

James Carey that blew the gaff on the invincibles. Member
of the corporation too. Egging raw youths on to get in the
know all the time drawing secret service pay from the
castle. Drop him like a hot potato. Why those plainclothes
men are always courting slaveys. Easily twig a man used to
uniform. Squarepushing up against a backdoor. Maul her a
bit. Then the next thing on the menu. And who is the
gentleman does be visiting there? Was the young master
saying anything? Peeping Tom through the keyhole.
Decoy duck. Hotblooded young student fooling round
her fat arms ironing.
—Are those yours, Mary?
—I don’t wear such things ... Stop or I’ll tell the missus
on you. Out half the night.
—There are great times coming, Mary. Wait till you
see.
—Ah, gelong with your great times coming.
Barmaids too. Tobaccoshopgirls.
James Stephens’ idea was the best. He knew them.
Circles of ten so that a fellow couldn’t round on more

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