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 *tune here and the lakes o' Killarney. He knew how to turn th' honest pinny though, did ould man Slater. No givin' of widders an' orphans the turn of the scale, nor the turn of a hair neither—he was out for the last rid cint. He was a good-lookin' ould chap, when he was washed up and had on a clean shirt—and now, I'll say, I think you're like him—raymarkably like him—and it's up to you to prove that he wasn't your grandfather, begorra!"

Had a bomb with a burning fuse dropped at Mrs. Hill-Smith's feet, she could not have been any more astounded. She looked from Mince Pie Mulligan's laughing face to Eleanor Baldwin's, and then glanced helplessly around the circle. It was impossible not to see that the British Ambassador, Thorndyke, and the wretched Castlestuart-Stuart, who was primarily responsible for the whole dreadful business, were all enjoying themselves extremely. Constance Maitland alone seemed to feel some sympathy for the unfortunates. It was, however, chiefly on account of Mrs. Baldwin, who began to be painfully embarrassed, that Constance said, smilingly, to Senator Mulligan:

"Your reminiscences are very interesting, and