“Heard the newses, Nancy?” said Kelly. “Mr. Philip Christian is let off two years' time and called to the bar.”
Nancy looked grave. “I'm sure the young gentleman is that quiet and studdy,” she said. “What are they doing on him?”
“Only making him a full advocate, woman,” said Kelly.
“You don't say?” said Nancy.
“He passed his examination before the Govenar's man yesterday.”
“Aw, there now!”
“I took the letter to Ballure this evening.”
“It's like you would, Mr. Kelly. That's the boy for you. I'm always saying it. 'Deed I am, though, but there's ones here that won't have it at all, at all.”
“Miss Kate, you mane? We know the raison. He's lumps in her porridge, woman. Good-day to you, Nancy.”
“Yes, it's doing a nice day enough, Mr. Kelly,” said Nancy, and the postman passed on.