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On Sunday nights there would often be a reunion in Mrs Mooney’s front drawing-room.
i
i felt
The music-hall artistes would oblige; and Sheridan played waltzes and polkas and vamped accompaniments.
felt
felt that
Polly Mooney, the Madam’s daughter, would also sing.
that
that i
She sang: I’m a ... naughty girl.
i
i too
You needn’t sham:     You know I am.
too
too was
Polly was a slim girl of nineteen; she had light soft hair and a small full mouth.
was
was smiling
Her eyes, which were grey with a shade of green through them, had a habit of glancing upwards when she spoke with anyone, which made her look like a little perverse madonna.
smiling
smiling feebly
Mrs Mooney had first sent her daughter to be a typist in a corn-factor’s office but, as a disreputable sheriff’s man used to come every other day to the office, asking to be allowed to say a word to his daughter, she had taken her daughter home again and set her to do housework.
feebly
feebly as
As Polly was very lively the intention was to give her the run of the young men.
as
as if
Besides, young men like to feel that there is a young woman not very far away.
if
if to
Polly, of course, flirted with the young men but Mrs Mooney, who was a shrewd judge, knew that the young men were only passing the time away: none of them meant business.
to
to absolve
Things went on so for a long time and Mrs Mooney began to think of sending Polly back to typewriting when she noticed that something was going on between Polly and one of the young men.
absolve
absolve the
She watched the pair and kept her own counsel.
the
the simoniac
Polly knew that she was being watched, but still her mother’s persistent silence could not be misunderstood.
simoniac
simoniac of
There had been no open complicity between mother and daughter, no open understanding but, though people in the house began to talk of the affair, still Mrs Mooney did not intervene.
of
of his
Polly began to grow a little strange in her manner and the young man was evidently perturbed.
his
his sin
At last, when she judged it to be the right moment, Mrs Mooney intervened.
sin
sin the
She dealt with moral problems as a cleaver deals with meat: and in this case she had made up her mind.
the
the next
It was a bright Sunday morning of early summer, promising heat, but with a fresh breeze blowing.
next
next morning
All the windows of the boarding house were open and the lace curtains ballooned gently towards the street beneath the raised sashes.
morning
morning after
The belfry of George’s Church sent out constant peals and worshippers, singly or in groups, traversed the little circus before the church, revealing their purpose by their self-contained demeanour no less than by the little volumes in their gloved hands.
after
after breakfast
Breakfast was over in the boarding house and the table of the breakfast-room was covered with plates on which lay yellow streaks of eggs with morsels of bacon-fat and bacon-rind.
breakfast
breakfast i
Mrs Mooney sat in the straw arm-chair and watched the servant Mary remove the breakfast things.
i
i went
She made Mary collect the crusts and pieces of broken bread to help to make Tuesday’s bread-pudding.
went
went down
When the table was cleared, the broken bread collected, the sugar and butter safe under lock and key, she began to reconstruct the interview which she had had the night before with Polly.
down
down to
Things were as she had suspected: she had been frank in her questions and Polly had been frank in her answers.
to
to look
Both had been somewhat awkward, of course.
look
look at
She had been made awkward by her not wishing to receive the news in too cavalier a fashion or to seem to have connived and Polly had been made awkward not merely because allusions of that kind always made her awkward but also because she did not wish it to be thought that in her wise innocence she had divined the intention behind her mother’s tolerance.
at
at the
Mrs Mooney glanced instinctively at the little gilt clock on the mantelpiece as soon as she had become aware through her revery that the bells of George’s Church had stopped ringing.
the
the little
It was seventeen minutes past eleven: she would have lots of time to have the matter out with Mr Doran and then catch short twelve at Marlborough Street.
little
little house
She was sure she would win.
house
house in
To begin with she had all the weight of social opinion on her side: she was an outraged mother.
in
in great
She had allowed him to live beneath her roof, assuming that he was a man of honour, and he had simply abused her hospitality.
great
great britain
He was thirty-four or thirty-five years of age, so that youth could not be pleaded as his excuse; nor could ignorance be his excuse since he was a man who had seen something of the world.
britain
britain street
He had simply taken advantage of Polly’s youth and inexperience: that was evident.
street
street it
The question was: What reparation would he make?
it
it was
There must be reparation made in such cases.
was
was an
It is all very well for the man: he can go his ways as if nothing had happened, having had his moment of pleasure, but the girl has to bear the brunt.
an
an unassuming
Some mothers would be content to patch up such an affair for a sum of money; she had known cases of it.
unassuming
unassuming shop
But she would not do so.
shop
shop registered
For her only one reparation could make up for the loss of her daughter’s honour: marriage.
registered
registered under
She counted all her cards again before sending Mary up to Mr Doran’s room to say that she wished to speak with him.
under
under the
She felt sure she would win.
the
the vague
He was a serious young man, not rakish or loud-voiced like the others.
vague
vague name
If it had been Mr Sheridan or Mr Meade or Bantam Lyons her task would have been much harder.
name
name of
She did not think he would face publicity.
of
of drapery
All the lodgers in the house knew something of the affair; details had been invented by some.
drapery
drapery the
Besides, he had been employed for thirteen years in a great Catholic wine-merchant’s office and publicity would mean for him, perhaps, the loss of his job.
the
the drapery
Whereas if he agreed all might be well.
drapery
drapery consisted
She knew he had a good screw for one thing and she suspected he had a bit of stuff put by.
consisted
consisted mainly
Nearly the half-hour!
mainly
mainly of
She stood up and surveyed herself in the pier-glass.
of
of children
The decisive expression of her great florid face satisfied her and she thought of some mothers she knew who could not get their daughters off their hands.
children
children s
Mr Doran was very anxious indeed this Sunday morning.
s
s bootees
He had made two attempts to shave but his hand had been so unsteady that he had been obliged to desist.
bootees
bootees and
Three days’ reddish beard fringed his jaws and every two or three minutes a mist gathered on his glasses so that he had to take them off and polish them with his pocket-handkerchief.
and
and umbrellas
The recollection of his confession of the night before was a cause of acute pain to him; the priest had drawn out every ridiculous detail of the affair and in the end had so magnified his sin that he was almost thankful at being afforded a loophole of reparation.
umbrellas
umbrellas and
The harm was done.
and
and on
What could he do now but marry her or run away?
on
on ordinary
He could not brazen it out.
ordinary
ordinary days
The affair would be sure to be talked of and his employer would be certain to hear of it.
days
days a
Dublin is such a small city: everyone knows everyone else’s business.
a
a notice
He felt his heart leap warmly in his throat as he heard in his excited imagination old Mr Leonard calling out in his rasping voice: “Send Mr Doran here, please.” All his long years of service gone for nothing!
notice
notice used
All his industry and diligence thrown away!
used
used to
As a young man he had sown his wild oats, of course; he had boasted of his free-thinking and denied the existence of God to his companions in public-houses.
to
to hang
But that was all passed and done with ... nearly.
hang
hang in
He still bought a copy of Reynolds’s Newspaper every week but he attended to his religious duties and for nine-tenths of the year lived a regular life.
in
in the
He had money enough to settle down on; it was not that.
the
the window
But the family would look down on her.
window
window saying
First of all there was her disreputable father and then her mother’s boarding house was beginning to get a certain fame.
saying
saying umbrellas
He had a notion that he was being had.
umbrellas
umbrellas no
He could imagine his friends talking of the affair and laughing.
no
no notice
She was a little vulgar; sometimes she said “I seen” and “If I had’ve known.” But what would grammar matter if he really loved her?
notice
notice was
He could not make up his mind whether to like her or despise her for what she had done.
was
was visible
Of course he had done it too.
visible
visible now
His instinct urged him to remain free, not to marry.
now
now for
Once you are married you are done for, it said.
for
for the
While he was sitting helplessly on the side of the bed in shirt and trousers she tapped lightly at his door and entered.
the
the shutters
She told him all, that she had made a clean breast of it to her mother and that her mother would speak with him that morning.
shutters
shutters were
She cried and threw her arms round his neck, saying: “O Bob!
were
were up
Bob!
up
up a
What am I to do?
a
a crape
What am I to do at all?” She would put an end to herself, she said.
crape
crape bouquet
He comforted her feebly, telling her not to cry, that it would be all right, never fear.
bouquet
bouquet was
He felt against his shirt the agitation of her bosom.
was
was tied
It was not altogether his fault that it had happened.
tied
tied to
He remembered well, with the curious patient memory of the celibate, the first casual caresses her dress, her breath, her fingers had given him.
to
to the
Then late one night as he was undressing for bed she had tapped at his door, timidly.
the
the with
She wanted to relight her candle at his for hers had been blown out by a gust.
with
with ribbon
It was her bath night.
ribbon
ribbon two
She wore a loose open combing-jacket of printed flannel.
two
two poor
Her white instep shone in the opening of her furry slippers and the blood glowed warmly behind her perfumed skin.
poor
poor women
From her hands and wrists too as she lit and steadied her candle a faint perfume arose.
women
women and
On nights when he came in very late it was she who warmed up his dinner.
and
and a
He scarcely knew what he was eating, feeling her beside him alone, at night, in the sleeping house.
a
a telegram
And her thoughtfulness!
telegram
telegram boy
If the night was anyway cold or wet or windy there was sure to be a little tumbler of punch ready for him.
boy
boy were
Perhaps they could be happy together....
were
were reading
They used to go upstairs together on tiptoe, each with a candle, and on the third landing exchange reluctant good-nights.
reading
reading the
They used to kiss.
the
the card