<< Nosey Flynn made swift passes in the air with juggling fingers. He winked.
- He's in the craft, he said.
- Do you tell me so? Davy Byrne said.
- Very much so, Nosey Flinn said. Ancient
free and accepted order. Light, life and love, by God. They give him a leg up. I was told that by a, well, I won't
say who.
- Is that a fact?
- O, it's a fine orer, Nosey Flynn said. They stick to you when you're down. I know
a fellow was trying to get into it, but they're as close as damn it. By God they did right to keep the women out of it.
Davy Byrne smiledyawnednodded all in one:
- Iiiiiichaaaaaaach!
There was a woman, Nosey Flynn said, hid herself in a clock to find out what
they do be doing. But be damned but they smelt her out and swore her in on the spot a master
mason. That was one of the Saint Legers of Doneraile. >>
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