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it was the lord and lady lieutenant but she couldn’t see what Her Excellency
had on because the tram and Spring’s big yellow furniture van had to stop in
front of her on account of its being the lord lieutenant. Beyond Lundy Foot’s
from the shaded door of Kavanagh’s winerooms John Wyse Nolan smiled with
unseen coldness towards the lord lieutenantgeneral and general governor of
Ireland. The Right Honourable William Humble, earl of Dudley, G. C. V. O.,
passed Micky Anderson’s all times ticking watches and Henry and James’s wax
smartsuited freshcheeked models, the gentleman Henry, dernier cri James.
Over against Dame gate Tom Rochford and Nosey Flynn watched the approach
of the cavalcade. Tom Rochford, seeing the eyes of lady Dudley on him,
took his thumbs quickly out of the pockets of his claret waistcoat and doffed
his cap to her. A charming soubrette, great Marie Kendall, with dauby cheeks
and lifted skirt, smiled daubily from her poster upon William Humble, earl of
Dudley, and upon lieutenantcolonel H. G. Hesseltine and also upon the
honourable Gerald Ward A. D. C. From the window of the D. B. C. Buck
Mulligan gaily, and Haines gravely, gazed down on the viceregal equipage over
the shoulders of eager guests, whose mass of forms darkened the chessboard
whereon John Howard Parnell looked intently. In Fownes’s street, Dilly
Dedalus, straining her sight upward from Chardenal’s first French primer, saw
sunshades spanned and wheelspokes spinning in the glare. John Henry Menton,
filling the doorway of Commercial Buildings, stared from winebig oyster eyes,
holding a fat gold hunter watch not looked at in his fat left hand not feeling
it. Where the foreleg of King Billy’s horse pawed the air Mrs Breen plucked her
hastening husband back from under the hoofs of the outriders. She shouted in
his ear the tidings. Understanding, he shifted his tomes to his left breast and
saluted the second carriage. The honourable Gerald Ward A. D. C., agreeably
surprised, made haste to reply. At Ponsonby’s corner a jaded white flagon H.
halted and four tallhatted white flagons halted behind him, E. L. Y’. S., while
outriders pranced past and carriages. Opposite Pigott’s music warerooms
Mr Denis J. Maginni professor of dancing &c, gaily apparelled, gravely walked,
outpassed by a viceroy and unobserved. By the provost’s wall came jauntily
Blazes Boylan, stepping in tanned shoes and socks with skyblue clocks to
the refrain of My girl’s a Yorkshire girl.
       Blazes Boylan presented to the leaders’ skyblue frontlets and high action
a skyblue tie, a widebrimmed straw hat at a rakish angle and a suit of indigo
serge. His hands in his jacket pockets forgot to salute but he offered to the three
ladies the bold admiration of his eyes and the red flower between his lips. As