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  Mr. Power stood up to officiate, offering her his chair. She declined it, saying she was ironing downstairs, and, after having exchanged a nod with Mr. Cunningham behind Mr. Power’s back, prepared to leave the room. Her husband called out to her: “And have you nothing for me, duckie?” “O, you! The back of my hand to you!” said Mrs. Kernan tartly. Her husband called after her: “Nothing for poor little hubby!” He assumed such a comical face and voice that the distribution of the bottles of stout took place amid general merriment. The gentlemen drank from their glasses, set the glasses again on the table and paused. Then Mr. Cunningham turned towards Mr. Power and said casually: “On Thursday night, you said, Jack.” “Thursday, yes,” said Mr. Power.

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