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Paddy paused. "Lawful-got, be God?You've said it there!"
"Tomorrow is another day. We'll face her tomorrow and see how she brazens it out. I knew well you wouldn't want to disturb your own sons."
They stumbled on through the darkness. As they drew near the low thatched cottage that was slightly below the level of the road, Timothy kept urging Paddy forward. Paddy's boots were somewhat more rebellious than before. Timothy grew anxious at the poor progress they were making. He kept saying: "Tomorrow is the day, Paddy! I'll put the rope around her neck for you. Don't wake the lads tonight."
Directly outside the cottage, Paddy came to a halt. He swayed, and glowered at the small house with its tiny recessed windows. He drew himself up to his full height.
"She in bed?" he growled.
"She's up at McSweeney's. She goes there for the sake of company. Half an hour at night when the kids are in bed?you'll not begrudge her that, Paddy?"
"I'll not begrudge her that!"
Paddy yielded a single step, then planted his shoes still more firmly on the roadway. He swayed. "The...?" he said.
"A girl, Paddy, a girl."
"Goin' on six year, is it?" "