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[Advances rapidly.] Mrs Rowan, excuse me for coming at such an hour.

[Turns.] Good morning, Miss Justice. [She comes towards her.] Is anything the matter?

[Nervously.] I don't know. That is what I wanted to ask you.

[Looks curiously at her.] You are out of breath. Won't you sit down?

[Sitting down.] Thank you.

[Sits opposite her, pointing to her paper.] Is there something in the paper?

[Laughs nervously: opens the paper.] Yes.

About Dick?

Yes. Here it is. A long article, a leading article, by my cousin. All his life is here. Do you wish to see it?

[Takes the paper, and opens it.] Where is it?

In the middle. It is headed: A Distinguished Irishman.