`Get a cab!'

He went out at once. Mrs Kearney wrapped the cloak round her daughter and followed him. As she passed through the doorway she stopped and glared into Mr Holohan's face.

`I'm not done with you yet,' she said.

`But I'm done with you,' said Mr Holohan.

Kathleen followed her mother meekly. Mr Holohan began to pace up and down the room in order to cool himself, for he felt his skin on fire.

`That's a nice lady!' he said. `O, she's a nice lady!'

`You did the proper thing, Holohan,' said Mr O'Madden Burke, poised upon his umbrella in approval.