Part 6 (2/2)

”Let ht just to tease Desmond O'Connor He refused to takethere?” asked the doctor

”Taking notes of the speeches It won't be ht,” she answered

”For shame, Molly This is the boy's chance of promotion If I take you, we shall sit at the back of the hall”

”A the boys?” asked Molly ”Then you shall take ht; but I will be even with hi, with two picked speakers to leaven a nuues It was not a very exciting entertainment

But there were ”the boys,” vociferous, intolerant, sos for Molly; while Desmond snatched up the salient features in shorthand and with pencil Samuel Quirk was a keen politician, and he had transferred the scope of his energy froed his politics with the change in his fortunes He it ho had organised the opposition At his word a storhter, or a volley of interjections harassed the speakers on the platform And it was Samuel Quirk who asked the first questions at the close of the htway Desmond transferred the oldas ”The Interjector in Chief,” in coe

”You have scored a bullseye,” cried Cairns, when he had read Deslanced at the sketches ”You are pro staff Keep your observant faculties keen and your pencil sharp, my boy, and ill make the old ”Observer” boom”

Sa's paper

”See here, old woed ”The Observer” down in front of his wife at breakfast

With trelasses, fully anticipating that her husband had been sentenced to some heavy penalty for his political creed But when she saw him on the front sheet of the paper, with the bellicose features of his face exaggerated, Mrs Quirk wasthis?” she asked ”It is ti should be done to put an end to this It is an outrage---- Does he call hi the picture

”I think it's a very fine picture; perhaps the nose is a little large, and the mouth, too But it's quite a pleasant picture,” said Samuel Quirk complacently

”If I knew the man that had done it, sure I would make it quite unpleasant for hin of fame to be made a sketch of,” said Saanised the boys, and this is the way they try to have revenge”

Therewith he went out to talk politics to his eht hours you will do, lads, but it will be an honest eight hours' work you will give es I pay you,” he was accustonised Desmond's hand in the sketch when Mrs

Quirk showed it to her She, however, considered it prudent not to mention the artist's name, for she could see that Mrs Quirk was deeply hurt at what she regarded as an insult to the oldthe day that entirely diverted Mrs

Quirk's attention from the picture of her husband

It was one of Kathleen's duties to read to Mrs Quirk the few letters that ca me,” the old lady remarked in excuse for her lack of education, ”and these spectacles don't appear to improve it”

Therefore, Kathleen opened a letter, addressed in ato ”Mrs Quirk, 26 Rainey-street, Collingwood,” and forwarded from that address It had come from the United States, and had evidently been delayed in transit, for the letter was dated three months before it was received

”My dearest old an to read