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Chapter 3
"DoyouthinkI’mwithoutarelativeintheworldandmustleavemymoneyandmylandtoMotherChurch,isthatit?"
"Ihavenoidea,"hesaidtranquilly,pouringhimselfmoretea.
"Asamatteroffact,Ihaveabrotherwithalargeandthrivingfamilyofsons."
"Howniceforyou,"hesaiddemurely.
"WhenImarriedIwasquitewithoutworldlygoods.IknewI’dnevermarrywellinIreland,whereawomanhastohavebreedingandbackgroundtocatcharichhusband.SoIworkedmyfingerstothebonetosavemypassagemoneytoalandwheretherichmenaren’tsofussy.AllIhadwhenIgotherewereafaceandafigureandabetterbrainthanwomenaresupposedtohave,andtheywereadequatetocatchMichaelCarson,whowasarichfool.Hedotedonmeuntilthedayhedied."
"Andyourbrother?"heprompted,thinkingshewasgoingoffatatangent.
"MybrotheriselevenyearsyoungerthanIam,whichwouldmakehimfifty-fournow.We’retheonlytwostillalive.Ihardlyknowhim;hewasasmallchildwhenIleftGalway.AtpresenthelivesinNewZealand,thoughifheemigratedtomakehisfortunehehasn’tsucceeded.
"ButlastnightwhenthestationhandbroughtmethenewsthatArthurTeviothadpackedhistrapsandgone,IsuddenlythoughtofPadraic.HereIam,notgettinganyyounger,withnofamilyaroundme.AnditoccurredtomethatPaddyisanexperiencedmanoftheland,withoutthemeanstoownland.
