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Dick! [There is no answer.] Mr Hand is here. He wants to speak to you, to say goodbye. He is going away. [''There is no answer. She beats her hand loudly on the panel of the door and calls in an alarmed voice.''] Dick! Answer me!

[Calmly.] I thank you for your kind article about me. Is it true that you have come to say goodbye?

There is nothing to thank me for, Richard. Now and always I am your friend. Now more than ever before. Do you believe me, Richard?

Fresh Dublin bay herrings! Fresh Dublin bay herrings! Dublin bay herrings!

[Quietly.] I will tell you the truth, Richard. Are you listening?