MR. HOLOHAN, assistant secretary of the Eire Abu Society,
had been walking up and down Dublin for nearly a month,
with his hands and pockets full of dirty pieces of paper, ar-
ranging about the series of concerts. He had a game leg and for
this his friends called him Hoppy Holohan. He walked up and
down constantly, stood by the hour at street corners arguing
the point and made notes; but in the end it was Mrs. Kearney
who arranged everything.

Miss Devlin had become Mrs. Kearney out of spite. She had
been educated in a high-class convent, where she had learned
French and music. As she was naturally pale and unbending in
manner she made few friends at school. When she came to the
age of marriage she was sent out to many houses, where her
playing and ivory manners were much admired. She sat amid
the chilly circle of her accomplishments, waiting for some
suitor to brave it and offer her a brilliant life. But the young
men whom she met were ordinary and she gave them no en-
couragement, trying to console her romantic desires by eating

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