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CHAPTER IV. 



KILLYBEGS FAIR THE ENNISKILLEN SHOPKEEPER THE 

 RETIRED COLONEL. 



IT was fair day at Killybegs, and the train that 

 took us there for the second time was so crowded 

 that we had to get in just where we could. Men 

 with loud, emphatic voices were laying down the 

 law on a variety of agricultural topics, but they 

 were not so pre-occupied as to forget to squeeze 

 themselves together to make a seat for me, very 

 considerately, next the door I entered at. 



Above the general talk, or because of his near- 

 ness to me, I heard my immediate neighbour address 

 the person opposite with : 



" It's seven pounds ten you're owing me, 

 Maloney, and it's glad of payment I'll be." 



Mr. Maloney's reply was a full acknowledgment 

 of his indebtedness, and by its tone one might have 

 inferred that such public reference to it was rather 

 pleasing to him. 



" It's every one of meself that knows I am owing 

 you sivin pounds tin, Mr. McCarty, and it's plenty 

 of shecurity I am holding." 



" Security is it you are holding ? Faix, I think 





